Dear Yanni,
Your music makes tangible
memories of my father
and love
where none existed.
Hearing Santorini
every day before preschool
(while Backstreet Boys belted
in the car a lane over)
may have contributed
to my social ineptitude
but I'd treasure music over people any day.
Your music makes tangible
memories of my father
and love
where none existed.
Hearing Santorini
every day before preschool
(while Backstreet Boys belted
in the car a lane over)
may have contributed
to my social ineptitude
but I'd treasure music over people any day.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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