Sam Meizlish is a high school student living in Bexley, Ohio, who likes writing quiet, observant poetry. If you
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The forest
of bursting crêpe de chine snakes:
legs, bright knives honed by
the hot steel of eyes.
All the weak-kneed stems
kneeling Catholic under fat flowers
blooming.
The bees stagger like drunk blimps,
pray for rain
I wait for the day they
build windows in skin.