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If Places were Alive
April 24, 2014
Classroom walls would breathe
the musky scent of
dusty pages at my face,
absorbed through my skin
as knowledge.
Hospital tiles would whisper
to me, of the ghosts that
make them an ivory-blue cold,
absorbed through my skin
as goosebumps.
The bookshelf in my room
would write itself on its walls:
a black cage of ink and books,
delving into wood,
absorbed through my skin
as poison.
Jade’s white picket fence
would kiss my fingers, absorbed
through my skin
as splinters.
© Katie S., Vineland, NJ
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