How do you get your words
To sing jazz
And taste like chocolate?
How do you get them
To breathe fire like a dragon
And yet fill the room
With a honey-scented voice
That paints ripples of light and dark
Across the walls?
How is it
That you can coax them
To fall in love
And persuade them
To dance together
Across the page
Eternally?
Marisa Moran is a junior in high school. In her free time she enjoys reading, writing, and participating in her high school’s theatre department.
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