Roll | Teen Ink

Roll

November 28, 2022
By Anonymous

Last ride of the year… cold wind 

   Creeps up my armored jacket.

Zipping through tight curves: fast, sifting low to the ground,

    Faster. So smooth!

Sift again, too fast… tiers slide….

     My heart’s pounding. “That was close!” 


The author's comments:

This is written in a Korean poetic form called sijo.


Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 0 comments.