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

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there are words in my bones
that scrape my marrow
they trip over my tongue
with the taste of a dime
they are the air that whistles my teeth
and I do feel them open and close
between my joints.

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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Mckay This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 18, 2013 at 6:59 pm
I want to say this poem is talking about mean words and how they can sever us so easily. Am I right? Regardless, I think it's an excellent poem. I love the style of it. I can tell you're an experimental poet. (I'm also experimental.) *high fives*
 
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