Monday, May 11, 2009

metaphor poem from Brittany Buckley, Ralph Farina, Emily Marsh

Alaska is as Mean as a Mothergoose

Your voice is like

My alarm clock on a Saturday morning,
a heart monitor, steady and even.

Candy canes and cigarettes,
a dying coyote.

The creaks in the floor when
a fifteen year old sneaks
out of her parent’s house,
innocence that has come and gone.

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