Homeland Mix


pop canned backyards peeking through the clear watered paradise   catching the imprint of our toes in the sand fading to the skeletons building up their sidewalks rotting away at their mortality      morality is burning into our innocent skin scarring their past   resurfacing with each arrogant picture we’ll take for a souvenir holding a tight grip on our one dollar tip as the tray slips    young bellies swell with hunger when the glass breaks and the water spills speaking truths to the floor    their sun will set our moods rise high as homeland mixes will intoxicate our night as we awake to the salt water cleansing our cuts stinging our souls    we’ll only watch their hearts warm the world that slowly burns them away

 

Raquel Teibert is currently a grade 12 student at St. Paul Catholic Highschool in Niagara Falls, Canada. Her passion is writing and she hopes to some day make a difference with her words.