by Yukyung Katie K., 17
I fastened my seatbelt,
Opened my bag of corn chips,
Stretched my legs,
Screeching poses;
My all.
The blind camera on me.
Away without fake;
From the glancing smiles;
Tired immediately,
A day.
Annoying the flashes.
All I knew;
The thirty-two opened eyes that were giving;
And all I was away,
Inside.
Deerfield, Massachusetts
Bridge Ink 