carousel This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

Chasing voices through passages that wind
around and around and around
until you end up in some unknown place,
still never acquiring that sweet voice.

Hands grab your shoulders and spin you
around and around and around
until you're dizzy,
like a child on a carousel,
stumbling through memories
that you never wanted to uncover.

Around and around and around
goes the rusty ceiling fan
that hangs above the dusty bed
where she died.

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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eshaansomanThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Apr. 16 at 9:19 pm
such a great poem... kinda cliche but it kept me at the edge of my seat!
 
L7SquariaN This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Nov. 24, 2012 at 1:32 pm
This is amazing. I didn't know where it was headed and the suspense was enticing. After reaching the end, I began connecting everything together. Remarkably done.
 
lovely-dove This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Nov. 25, 2012 at 8:17 am
Thanks so much for the comment :)
 
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