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

my fingers are icicles
they are frigid to the core
numbed from the cold, unable to hold
fumbling mutely in the darkness

the night sky is a faded indigo
hazy air only interrupted by
a lazy lightning bug making his way home
dew drops are forming on twilight grass

i am spinning with my arms wide open
basking in the glow of the harvest moon
slowly at first, but building momentum
until the galaxies are twirling alongside me

something is coming, i can feel it now
a raging river is rising to challenge the dam gates
pushing at the seams of a notion
something is coming and it is powerful

a fire begins to brave the crest of a distant hill
i see the outline of its radiant glow
against the sky like a 3 a.m. halo
something is coming and it is ancient

constellations of goosebumps rise on my skin
afraid of what is beginning
but, gently, i allow the barrier to break
and remember that even the earth tilts on its axis

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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