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When I am dead, my dearest, don’t stick my bones
together with Scotch tape. Do not try to fit them
underneath a frame. Use them, one by one,
as a weapon, a gavel. My bones,
they can be good back scratchers, honey mixers,
and hands of clocks.

You can toss them across space
and see how far they’ll glide until another hand
slips across it. When I am dead, dearest,
thread my bones to the top of a mountain.

The next time you arrive at a glass sea,
spill it boldly. Spell your life in two parts,
watch them float until they descend
like a weight down into that container.

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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nixy0619 said...
Jan. 19, 2010 at 7:05 pm:
i love it ... it makes you feel like you don't want to be forgotten when dead, but remembered as something great
 
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JillianHale said...
Jan. 19, 2010 at 7:57 am:
Wow. Really good :) Definitely different. I like how you think. It's almost as if your writing is like the creation of abstract in art :) Keep it up
 
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laliel said...
Jan. 18, 2010 at 5:32 pm:
i love it
it makes me think about how i dont want to be useless
and forgotten
when i am dead
 
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Fayrouz This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jan. 17, 2010 at 5:16 pm:
this is a very good poem and it's different and cool...but I have read a poem that's like this that's by a famous person, i forgot the name but it starts, "When I am dead, my dear"...jw, was that your inspiration?
 
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A_Hiddden_Beauty said...
Jan. 17, 2010 at 11:16 am:
i really like this...its different and really shows emotion
 
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girloverlikeduh said...
Jan. 14, 2010 at 10:28 am:
This is really inspiring and i can see that they write about their down feeling and how they treasure the life of death.
 
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josue said...
Jan. 14, 2010 at 10:25 am:
thats good. she know how to help herself and others
 
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arod4 said...
Jan. 14, 2010 at 10:20 am:
shes right. dont waste yourself just do something helpful even if you are dead.
 
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Gise J. :) said...
Jan. 13, 2010 at 7:42 am:
This poem is really good!
 
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katelynhaley said...
Jan. 9, 2010 at 12:09 pm:
this is beautiful.
 
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love&peace123 said...
Jan. 6, 2010 at 4:41 pm:
this was very good, i like the celebration of life outlook.
 
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Circleof courage said...
Jan. 6, 2010 at 10:03 am:
Beautiful poem! The idea of celebrating you bones is unique.
 
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Marylin22 said...
Jan. 6, 2010 at 8:46 am:
That was amazing. you should have a book, cuz now i wanna read more!
 
Marylin22 replied...
Jan. 6, 2010 at 8:48 am :
my bad, wrong button. really good poem though!
 
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sasssgirrrl22 said...
Dec. 15, 2009 at 8:23 pm:
wow. this really is amazing. one of the best i've read on here
 
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cass said...
Dec. 15, 2009 at 7:35 pm:
wow this was really intersting. im wondering what message this was for you. what was your inspiration? what were you feeling when you write it. good job. keep writing
 
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DEMON said...
Dec. 15, 2009 at 3:58 pm:
EDWARD & BELLA...ROMEO & JULIET...JACK SPARROW & RUM...We all have our dreams of love and forever. I give you "DARIAN & CLARA"...Would you be kind enough to voice your opinion about...
"RAZED EXPECTATIONS"
Wisps of smoke danced into the wintry air from my lips, creating ornate designs that could never be replicated. I carefully tilted the corners of my lips into a smile that I meant to be wry. Of course, it's difficult to articulate emotions... (more »)
 
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DEMON said...
Dec. 15, 2009 at 3:49 pm:
"RAZED EXPECTATIONS" It continues...
Her lovely green eyes shifted into hard emeralds.
“What do you know about me, Dare? And what’s so wrong with having dreams? And why are you talking to me like that? I was simply commenting on the sunset.” She tossed her red curls, clearly miffed.
I lifted my chin, and blew smoke in her face. It was easier on me when she was angry. I don’t know why she bothered with me. Why she was brave enough to confro... (more »)
 
Wow... replied...
Dec. 15, 2009 at 4:05 pm :
Wow. It was a strange, melodic dance of emotions, but I liked it! I encourage every girl, and every boy, with aspirations of love, to read DEMON's story. Beautiful. I liked the Jack Sparrow analogy!
 
sasssgirrrl22 replied...
Dec. 15, 2009 at 8:26 pm :
agree with Wow. awesome story. very descriptive. Luvvv da analogiez 2
 
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