when i mistook the machinery for livestock This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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when i mistook the machinery for livestock
and the clouds in the sky turned to cotton in a swimming pool
and the cores dissolved into the apples while their
trees' roots dissolved into the dirt
this is when i retreated

to a mountain in a range
where the peaks were blades
of scissors
and the only thing that kept the snow from
melting between my toes
was the gentle resting of your palm on my hip bone

and i scratch and scrape at the skin on your thumb
until it bleeds
to keep it from turning to
porcelain

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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itsrainingcats This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 9, 2016 at 10:56 am
I've read a lot of your poems and they are all incredible. Just amazing...please write more!
 
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