small, Suspended from the ceiling,
a chandelier
round and rustic
four bronze chains,
four glowing bulbs,
And a thin strand
of spiders' silvery silk
dancing, swaying,
an agile annelid
I want to wonder,
to wonder why and how,
but instead,
I simply watch in awe,
bewildered by the phenomenon
a chandelier
round and rustic
four bronze chains,
four glowing bulbs,
And a thin strand
of spiders' silvery silk
dancing, swaying,
an agile annelid
I want to wonder,
to wonder why and how,
but instead,
I simply watch in awe,
bewildered by the phenomenon
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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