With all of our chipped teeth,
Cracked and snaggled limbs
That twist up and intertwine
And our weather-beaten
U-boats whose angry facades
Can survive a hard winter, yes
It feels like 70 years of being
One, living under the waves and I
Can tell you that I love
More now, with all of our
Duct tape and dirt smudges that
Cake our faces like war paint
Cracked and snaggled limbs
That twist up and intertwine
And our weather-beaten
U-boats whose angry facades
Can survive a hard winter, yes
It feels like 70 years of being
One, living under the waves and I
Can tell you that I love
More now, with all of our
Duct tape and dirt smudges that
Cake our faces like war paint
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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