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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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Crooked, quivering fingers, Dipped in glittering gold. Lick the iron dust from silver-painted nails. Plucking novas from the night sky like ripe apples, Impossibly frigid, cradled in the calloused white palms. Sunbeams laugh as they frolic across the eyes, The bridge of the nose, The wicked curve of the canine teeth. "Consume," sings the cosmos. "Consume," whispers the airless night. "Consume," commands the echoing void. Eat. Eat. Eat. Sing. Sing. Sing. Tulle draped and satin laced, A copper taste like curdling blood. Until belly rips and tongue swells, And constellations spill past the lips. Something out of reach—sliding past the fingers—cold and slick as ice. Celine is a 16-year-old student and poet based in Baku, Azerbaijan. She is the editor-in-chief of her high school newspaper and has been devoting all her free time to writing poetry for the past two years. Some of the main ideas she is deeply interested in and explores in her poems include the wonders and horrors of girlhood, suppressed desires, and the paradox of the human condition. Comments are closed.
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