this land is [y]our land
broken
barren
vacant
rusting at
the
edges
of
every
iron corner
this land is [my] land
forgotten
forlorn
ragged
wind haunting
every
broken window
&
every
open
door
this land is [y]our land
never [my] land
broken
barren
vacant
rusting at
the
edges
of
every
iron corner
this land is [my] land
forgotten
forlorn
ragged
wind haunting
every
broken window
&
every
open
door
this land is [y]our land
never [my] land
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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