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Composing Constellations

By Morgan Almasy

You crush a firefly between fingers.

See? Still glows.

I know it does, I know.

 

I don’t look.

The clouds are suspended

around our faces.

My eyes water,

smoke induces my tears

I swear

 

I want to leave

this state of mind

 

To string necklace

from gum wrappers in your pockets,

Hold a hand while

we compose constellations

Because we never spot the real ones

 

Though I’ll never confess

I would rearrange the stars

until my fingers glow yellow

for your smile.

 

I want to know your whisper

from the wind’s,

Because still

they sound the same to me.

 

I want to know you.

But here we stand

words in my throat,

heart at my chest.

 

 

Morgan Almasy is a junior creative writing major at her high school. She has twice attended the creative writing summer camp at Interlochen Center for the Arts. Almasy has previously been recognized by the Scholastic Art and Writing awards and has been awarded Gold Keys, Silver Keys, and Honorable Mentions at the regional level. Almasy has previously been published in Moledro Magazine, Blue Marble Review, and Literary Orphans magazine. She hopes to pursue a double major in marketing and creative writing in college.

 

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