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

She wanted to soar
Long after her blue feathers became silver tuna fish scales,
She thought the air would lift her to
the clouds
To retrieve her mind.
Adrift it was,
Perhaps caught up in a storm.
She believed in sorcery, magic.
There was a soul in every star,
Aliens on the moon.
So with a smile stitched,
A wand and a frozen clock,
She flew only to kiss the dirt.
The flowers ate the rest of her.

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...
Sept. 23, 2014 at 4:33 pm
Your imagery is beautifully chaotic. The wording at times seemed a little difficult to understand: but that's probably just me. Other than that, I've got to admit that this is a darn good poem. 
 
TheComet said...
Jul. 1, 2014 at 7:33 pm
I'm just Speechless that's all i found to say lol it's so beautiful, sad at the end but the fact that held on to what she believed in was so beautiful. I loved it 5/5!!!
 
Gabrielleamar This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Jul. 1, 2014 at 10:50 pm
thank you :))!!
 
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