Hurting This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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You hurt me
you hurt me more than Topshop jeans that don’t fit
than tr1g0n0m3try
than toilet paper that has run out
than incorect speling
than unfinished books
than looking at food when i’m hungry
than missing the morning bus
than lack of air conditioning
than lack of heating
than being told to grow up
than being told to enjoy my youth
than happy endings
than sad endings

but you hurt
like peaches and open wounds
like cast iron and battle wounds
like controlled happness and limitless sadness
like burst veins and watery grins
like smiling through pain and tearstained t-shirts
like failed exams
like foggy mirrors that render you breathless

But we hurt, two troubled muscles throbbing and choking in the smoke and blues. hating like enemies yet sleeping like lovers. loving like torches in the dark.
Finding … finding …

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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