The Love of This World This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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All the good in me unlaced I pull what I own across the floor,
books devoured to the spine, impressions the knees of my jeans
have made of kneeling, my ghosts of ghosts, the saint who is namesake.

I lay it out. A turtle can lay one hundred
thirty-seven eggs in the hollows of trash-filled beaches
and pray her young into the foam

and I know how she judges her almost-gone
with the shell’s first clean fracture, and how much she holds
when she owns nothing and watches it race away.

I line it up for you, lay it down, armfuls, fistfuls,
incalculable catalogues of rinsed fingerprints
released, as they are back-breaking, as this convex shell

is enough, as the body becomes the loudest resonating
home where I deadlock roomfuls of possessions,
where my valuables belong so unbearably to me

that they are not mine. And because I want to float
I lay them down, the swatches of fabric, the memories of places
I swore I had owned so wholly I felt them through to the relics,

laid down, the hopes I hold for the ones I’d kill to own
who swim between combs of aimless currents,
of whom I am no owner, of what I am no mother

I lay them out for you. And as the sea holds
each embryo to the memory of one
original shell, I am unforgivably enamored

with the ownership of all.

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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imrighthereyouknow said...
Jan. 15, 2011 at 5:29 pm


I love the end- "and as the see holds each embryo to the memory of one original shell, I am unforgivably enamored with the ownership of all."

Kayleigh13 said...
Jan. 11, 2011 at 10:08 am
That was great!!  Keep writing!
Aradhana V. said...
Dec. 24, 2010 at 10:51 am
It is sweet
Weston H. said...
Dec. 24, 2010 at 4:18 am
I love it!
Evaine said...
Dec. 12, 2010 at 8:57 am
woah! i really liked how -in your own way - really expressed your concerns for the earth and how we should deal with it.
EmotionsCrave said...
Dec. 2, 2010 at 1:38 pm
This Is AMAZING!!! Plezzzzzz Keep Writing i beg of you i would love 2 see more of ur work i JustLOVVEEE this one!
borii17 said...
Nov. 10, 2010 at 10:15 pm
i just loveeee itttt 
birdiecani said...
Nov. 10, 2010 at 10:10 am
this is awesome. yay for the turtles.
nikkigonefishin said...
Oct. 19, 2010 at 9:49 pm
this is perhaps the most honest poem ive read. its expresses how we as humans have the responsibility to look after this earth and we r not dng a good job. i really like ur poem bc u r indirectly spreading that message in an eloquent way. keep writing :)
MsChels101 said...
Oct. 19, 2010 at 3:05 pm
People are ruining this. People are ruining this world. The love we all share is so thinly spread and I am about to just give up with this place. Im gonna build a plane and fly so far away. People amaze me with so much hatred I have seen in this life, I am ashamed to be called Human. .. Makes me wanna be called an Alien.
carter said...
Oct. 3, 2010 at 2:04 pm
i realy like this poem its amazing its perfect
dayday said...
Sept. 5, 2010 at 6:19 pm
its 2 much
choirchic101 said...
Jul. 26, 2010 at 10:12 pm
I honestly do not understand it but thats just me
Allya said...
Apr. 26, 2010 at 4:25 pm
This is beautiful. It doesn't seem like teen poetry, which can often be forced or rushed, it's melodic and perfect. This may be my favorite poem I've ever read.
realvampire said...
Apr. 4, 2010 at 1:45 pm
well worded and i like how you used the turtles in it. One of my favorites
SolvoAnimus said...
Mar. 19, 2010 at 3:06 am
it felt like i was cruising thru your mind...Jus
SolvoAnimus replied...
Mar. 19, 2010 at 3:06 am
*t Amazing
***3Lli3*** said...
Feb. 19, 2010 at 2:43 pm
wow this is really good.! I have a lot of poems that are like this please check them out and tell me how u like them.! :)
abeatlesfan65 said...
Feb. 9, 2010 at 8:04 pm
upon this View-
a verse so perfect
aspire anew-
a thought to ressurect
what joy, oh joy!
depth of verse to disect
I offer this to you:
a plea to continue,
for you, Muses have wept,
sweet drops of purity;
might you my offer accept,
I would think it none a rarity,
if, as I suspect,
past precedent correct,
your verse's great clarity
resides beyond your shadow's throw... (more »)
greg9381 said...
Feb. 1, 2010 at 6:06 pm
absolutely amazing.
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