Black Ink

May 23, 2014
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Hold out your hand and let me take it
open your mouth and breathe

This chair is too polished, these walls are too safe
our world is processed, packaged, labeled, shipped, repeat

and I know what we feel isn't love
I know 'cuz I've never felt it but

I like you, your stars, your skin, your wishes
your laugh rapped in colored wax sheets

so come take my hand lets discover a world
not black, but green and blue and pink and

on our way
we might discover
my path rapped in black velvet ink

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bewareofbunnyrabbits said...
May 28, 2014 at 9:17 am
I love this!!!! :) You are an amazing writer.
MayaNelle This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
May 28, 2014 at 9:34 pm
Thank you so much that means so much to me. I love you for reading this
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