ok listen I know it’s cliche but when and how on wednesday You pulled Her from the ground up but if i did i would string it wouldn’t be afraid to fall, that when you see me the bits of river grit in me Tess McRae is a poet, artist, and sophomore English major at UMBC in Baltimore, Maryland, where she is in the Humanities Scholars Program. She has created almost 500 poems since she started writing five years ago, several of which have been published in Teen Ink magazine, and she managed her award-winning high school literary and art magazine for two years. Tess dreams of designing and publishing a collection of her art and poetry someday when she is not overwhelmed by her outrageously busy schedule, but for now is content with scribbling her creations into her sketchbooks.
swish pan
they talk abt stagefright I think
of how ur eyes sear me down
like spotlights
u said something profound abt snapping
the scripts in half n sucking the
heat from them, n i just sat there
like a Dumbass n thought abt how
And I don’t even know the story
between every campus window
like a clothesline, drift in the wind
with the fabrics and tightrope-balance
on the lattice you wove Her into, and i
or at least i’d be less afraid than i am
to look at u. because when i meet your gaze
i can feel the world shrinking and when you
walk across the tile floor i push my palms
too hard on my laptop and it almost
falls off the table and flips into my face and
There You Are Right In Front Of Me bridging
the soft space between us with your beams
and i die right there in the middle of the starbucks dreaming
shaking like a gold sieve
in the shadow of your smile
that catch the light
are shaped the way Hers
started with.aAbout the Author
