Lost to the Clouds This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

I’ve been bargaining with the sun ever since
I can remember.
I’d sit by large windows as a child whispering deals to the clouds –
who had swallowed the sunlight in their passing –
to let yellow flood the world again.
I didn’t know the sun would return, regardless,
until hands had been shook – a deal cemented.
I’d lose a limb or two and repeat the process;
ignorant.
Nothing has changed.

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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HereSheIsThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Apr. 8 at 10:12 am
I love it! I agree with CalvinOlson.It's descriptive and meaningful, and your word choice is brilliant. I love the memory and the way it becomes a metaphor.
 
CalvinOlson said...
Mar. 30, 2016 at 8:33 am
Great piece. It feels very smooth and the imagery is perfect.
 
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