well, if you do happen to remember
how we used to take dictation
from the trees
and scribble their murmurings
onto the sky
in the script of our language
which everyone,
including us,
had forgotten how to speak
then please call me again tonight
and we'll both stand alone
on our separate mountains
and maybe listen
to what the stars
have been trying to say
all these years.
how we used to take dictation
from the trees
and scribble their murmurings
onto the sky
in the script of our language
which everyone,
including us,
had forgotten how to speak
then please call me again tonight
and we'll both stand alone
on our separate mountains
and maybe listen
to what the stars
have been trying to say
all these years.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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