I love you, he told her,
In 44-pt Zapfino,
the tendrilly serifs curling
around her,
like his arm might have
if he were bolder.
Later they fought, her anger
hitting the air
in 108-pt Tekton, poking and
biting and throwing curveballs off
the ever-so-slightly snaking serifs.
Afterwards he was curt,
10-pt Chaparral,
clear, short serifs
and not much to say
but the clipped-off form of his words
needed no underlining
to get the message across.
Eventually they figured it out,
in 24-pt Georgia
just enough gentle serifs
for love's sake,
but no more of the melodramatic tendrils
which overpower
the reader's eye.
In 44-pt Zapfino,
the tendrilly serifs curling
around her,
like his arm might have
if he were bolder.
Later they fought, her anger
hitting the air
in 108-pt Tekton, poking and
biting and throwing curveballs off
the ever-so-slightly snaking serifs.
Afterwards he was curt,
10-pt Chaparral,
clear, short serifs
and not much to say
but the clipped-off form of his words
needed no underlining
to get the message across.
Eventually they figured it out,
in 24-pt Georgia
just enough gentle serifs
for love's sake,
but no more of the melodramatic tendrils
which overpower
the reader's eye.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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