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

August 11, 2015
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All you did was rip
each ligament holding
my muscles in place.
You pierced through
my chest and broke
through my ribs,
to reach my lungs
and punctured them
with your fist.
You wanted to control
my mindless movements
and keep me from
inhaling.
And you didn’t do this
by staying,
but by pulling the plug
and whispering
“You never really
had a chance, kid.”

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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