ordinary | Teen Ink


July 15, 2010
By electrichearts SILVER, Franklin Lakes, New Jersey
electrichearts SILVER, Franklin Lakes, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
"It didn't matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls, but only that we had loved them, and that they hadn't heard us calling, still do not hear us, up here in the tree house with our thinning hair and soft bellies, calling them out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time, alone in suicide, which is deeper than death, and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together. "

i can describe cotton candy
but i can't describe the grass, although i see it everyday
green, short, plain
another breech upon refrain
and tossed aside by the restless breeze
that tousles the hair of the boy i love
as ants, tiny ones i've never seen before
crawl between its tangles
under the woman on the hill
and the boy i love all the same
another breech upon refrain
another all but ordinary day

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