the day I died

August 17, 2014
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The green of the playground beneath my rubber soles
Burning, slapping, pounding
Eyes on me as I fall
Through the cracks between each blade of grass
Holding on to a swing set
Only to have it slip through my fingers
Down the rabbit hole
The ant hole
The lingering-tears-mixed-with-raindrops hole
Until I am at the bottom
Stars twinkling





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Atlas_Woman said...
Aug. 18, 2014 at 9:21 am
Absolutely lovely!
 
khuloodf This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Aug. 19, 2014 at 5:45 am
Thank you very much! :) 
 
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