Adolescence

April 18, 2011
By Sara Isaac SILVER, West Orange, New Jersey
Sara Isaac SILVER, West Orange, New Jersey
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This black nail polish
coats split, rigid thumbnails
that plead for mercy

A comb whimpers while
his fingers interweave with
her flexuous locks

And doors slam before
blaring music resonates
across the floorboards

Forget about your
feelings, and dazzle those friends
of yours with a joint

How did we get here
when just months ago
we knew compliance?

We’re just some young teens
who don’t know that rebellion
could mean real danger


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on May. 17 2011 at 2:24 pm
hounddog BRONZE, New Orleans, Louisiana
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flexuous= good word

on May. 16 2011 at 7:08 pm
Sara Isaac SILVER, West Orange, New Jersey
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Thank you !!

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on May. 16 2011 at 6:26 pm
halls SILVER, Harrison City, Pennsylvania
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this poem is AMAZING


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