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Claritin and Zyrtec

March 10, 2015
By KayRae GOLD, Arlington Hts, Illinois
KayRae GOLD, Arlington Hts, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.


I imagine it was late spring
and pollen was in the air.

The old prom queen
is digging up weeds.

Claritin in one pocket
Zyrtec in the other.

After awhile of sneezing her brains out
she sits back into the grass.

She reaches for her claritin
she takes it and after awhile

it doesn’t relieve her misery
and her pain is still there.

she shoves her shovel into
the dirt, and rips away the roots

she flings the dirt right into her face.
She throws off her gloves

brings her hands to her face
and starts to sob and sneezes some more.

She looks at the claritin from
earlier, and pulls the zyrtec from her pocket.

This time she puts both in her mouth
and swallows. She closes her eyes and waits for relief.

She packs up her tools
and feels her heart start to race.

She knew she shouldn’t have taken
both but she didn’ t care.
She gets in the house
walks past old photographs,

sees her husband, kisses him
hello, same to her children.

Then she sprints up the stairs
opens her laptop,

and writes down
everything she did that day.

She ends it with an XOXO
and sends it to my father.

Instead of the man that
she married 35 years ago.


The author's comments:

My dad told me he was in a relationship with a married woman and so I wrote this piece


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KayRae GOLD said...
on May. 20 2015 at 2:46 pm
KayRae GOLD, Arlington Hts, Illinois
14 articles 0 photos 20 comments

Favorite Quote:
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.

Its all good. its old news. :)

on Apr. 20 2015 at 6:46 pm
casey_lg PLATINUM, Clemmons, North Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
"history, despite its wrenching pain, cannot be unlived, but if faced with courage, need not be lived again." -Maya Angelou

Sorry about your parents.

HammadWaseem said...
on Mar. 12 2015 at 1:32 pm
HammadWaseem, Lahore, Other
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Favorite Quote:
Be proud of who you are.
-Eminem

You can't see me
-John Cena

Ooh, somebody stop me!
-Mask

WOW! Thats nice! @KayRae btw will you comment on my teen ink work? TeenInk.com/video/dancing/114206/The-Unbeatable-Breakdancer

KayRae GOLD said...
on Mar. 12 2015 at 12:58 pm
KayRae GOLD, Arlington Hts, Illinois
14 articles 0 photos 20 comments

Favorite Quote:
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.

Thank you so much!! :)

on Mar. 12 2015 at 12:16 pm
Clarabelle SILVER, Caracas, Other
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I really love this piece. IT's full of mystery and many thematic concepts. The ending is very well executed and I think that you did an overall great job :)