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Onyx (Patchwork) This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

What’s it like being beautiful?
I hope I didn’t catch you off guard
with that question
I drink the mischief in your eyes
like it’s the best medicine
and I can’t help but bury
every inch of my skin in your gaze
What’s it like being beautiful?
I’d rather you not hide
behind a sheet of hair
it makes you look uncertain
You’re not uncertain,
you’ve figured everything out
and you’re just waiting for
everyone to catch up with you
I can see the onyx glitter in your eyes
like half his heart and half her hair
You’re a patchwork combination
of every person who’s left blood on my hands,
all of them minus the kryptonite,
all the good luck charms
I wanted to keep in my pocket,
without the flaws they left behind
What’s it like being beautiful?
You capture all my breaths
before I breathe them,
let them shimmer in your veins
like you’re trying to decipher me
All I know is onyx understands me
better than anyone
as you hold it in your twilight glow
It’s perfect and broken
like I wish I was with you
and when you hold me I realize you are not onyx,
you are everything at once
and that black is just the crown I get to touch
when I tear myself apart trying to make you whole
What’s it like being beautiful?
I wish you could answer
but you just leave me clues,
fitting for a combination
of onyx and emerald and sandstone and gravel and
I lock eyes with your hidden smile
Don’t you know that even patchwork is beautiful?

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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