you are —
a sore in my mouth, born
savage amid the delicate vowels i
spin for mother; the last rotations
of summer, all cracked lips and
missteps into sidewalk puddles.
my head tilted & searching for a
requiem to the sky; the yellowing
calluses carved in my fingertips,
tender flesh hardened by sawing
strings. i trace your name like i’m
learning to write for the first time;
like driving on the freeway
with nowhere to go, broken brakes
and needing to get away; this poem,
a handful of loose threads with
ends i cannot stitch together
—my dying youth.
Emmy Song is a junior at Montgomery Blair High School in Maryland. Her poetry has been recognized by the Scholastic Art & Writing Awards, and has been published in Rising Phoenix Review, Sierra Nevada Review, and more. When she is not indulging in creative writing, Emmy can be found editing travel vlogs or curating Spotify playlists.