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

Shadows don’t usually scare me
But the ones following me today are more than just a simple haze
They stick to me, as marshmallow creme

I’m knee deep in mud, and they watch silently
The mud’s not black, brown, or green –
It’s gray, and it reflects what I see
I want something simple, something sweet
I just want a mango, I curl up like a mink

Barely scraping up my milk money, I trudge on with scraped knees
I smell like mothballs, rain, worn out things
This is what scares me
Becoming a silent onlooker of things
This is what scares me
Becoming a content shadow, like the ones I’ve come to see

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. 13 at 4:57 pm
Really good, especially the last stanza
 
legitannahThis 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. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Apr. 14 at 4:18 pm
Thank you very much! I've been working on improving my stanzas
 
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