I told him This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

September 14, 2014

Yesterday I spilled my guts out to an invisible god,
And left him to do the untangling,
Left him to purge me of my spiderweb wrinkles.

I told him to make me young
And rid me of my prejudices.
Lace me with childlike euphoria,
Stitch the canyons in my forehead.

Yesterday I poured my muscles into an all-knowing god,
And left him to do the tweaking,
Left him to strip them off my crevassed bones.

I told him to make me young.

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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