Nephew This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

He was the promise of
Eggs in spring and
Saplings rising through ice
Grabbing life by the hand and
Running off

But it didn't take long for
Individual panic
And small-scale mass hysteria
To set in, wondering
Where he had left his voice

They stand over him
Clucking like chickens
Over-enunciating words
Eyes fixed
On the movement of his mouth

Colored crayons falling
From small fingers
He escapes
And his freedom seems
Everlasting to me

At two and a half
He holds the world upside down
Ignoring our concerns

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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irishlass317 said...
Aug. 17, 2012 at 11:25 pm
Wow this is so beautiful!!!!! I love it and im so sorry about your nephew. So beautiful!!!!!!!!! <3 
 
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