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Summer in Alaska

The sun never set.

By Katie A. MarchbankPublished 4 years ago 1 min read

We were summer in Alaska

Where the sun never set.

It was a day, and then another day,

But never a night.

Sometimes the sun flirted with the horizon

They teased, they kissed

They brushed up against each other quietly.

It made me nervous sometimes.

One day, they were at it again.

But the sun didn't bounce back up.

I started panicking and I turned to you

But you had left. A while ago. I just hadn't noticed.

Suddenly, it was winter in Alaska.

It was black and the sun never rose

And the snow, oh the snow,

It stung.

My raw, bare finger,

Once protected by your ring,

Turned purple in the wasteland

That was winter in Alaska.

My skin peeled off and

Left the bone exposed

I tired to scream but as I opened my mouth

The wind penetrated me and froze my lungs.

I'm drowning I'm drowning i'm drowning im

sad poetry

About the Creator

Katie A. Marchbank

Here to play some video games and eat way too much pasta while smashing the patriarchy.

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