Subconscious Opinions on Significance This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

September 12, 2016
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In the dream, I am hanging

upside-down from the petals
of a tulip – the kind you spend
an hour planting in fall then
forget about until

spring – up in the sky. I cannot see
if I am big or small; if I look
up I can only see my feet and

clouds, but not my hands. Where
did they go? Did they finally crawl
underneath my skin – is that why
I hurt so much?

My gym teacher calls
my name. Her hair is no longer
green. She eats oranges instead.

If I look down I can
see seven dragonflies. One
only wants to talk about politics,
yet it has never graduated
college. “I have a relevant
opinion,” I say to the seven
dragonflies. “But I haven’t

graduated college either.”
The fourth dragonfly hums.
“What makes you think it is
relevant? Did you invent
lasagna?”

“No, but I have discovered
the freezing point for matcha-
flavored chocolate,” I say. The
tulip changes

into matcha-flavored chocolate,
melted. The seven dragonflies
buzz – I think they are laughing.
“We fly,” says the one who only

wants to talk about politics. They fly.
My gym teacher changes
her hair back to green. It hurts. I
can smell it on my skin.

In the dream, I am hanging

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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