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I catch a whiff of rain
A faraway mist in the night
See storm clouds
Riding away on the silent wind
A plea to the gods
I fear it must be

I hear a late-night chime
Slice the dark on its way to my head
Feel imaginary insects
Climb fearlessly through the veins in my legs
If I stop too long
I can feel the world spin

I smell the frost
And hear the snow

Out on this hill
Alone alone alone
I'm curled in on myself

Wishing for a sign
Hoping for a clue
Dancing out along the edge
Stepping in and out

Hurting,
Aching miserably
And on the verge of blue.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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