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

April 10, 2017

I stop on the corner of every street
I smell you in my backyard trees and around
the halls of that empty place we would meet
I see your face on every billboard found

the wind cries your name and the rain does too
your complexion in every graffiti place
you contrast everything that I knew
your face reminds me of pain and of grace

you are in the air haunting me today
you are everything that I see around me

but still I don’t know you at all really
you are never fully here for just me

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 4:59 pm
Nice job sonnet-ing — that's not easy, but you've got the iambic pentameter down :)
 
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