Late-Night Graffiti Runs
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A poem about Youth and art and whatever's in between.

Late-Night Graffiti Runs

Peppermint oil under the eyelids

bangs pinned up and hair tied back

Stepping lightly, chasing silence

As she walks, dressed all in black

A can of spray paint

A small, blue light

Her shirt is paint-stained

From the past few nights

Looking anxiously all around

Wondering why 'H' isn't here

From her left she hears a sound

Her hairs rise, and she's filled with fear

Eyes catch on her friend

Hiding in a bush

She's relieved again

And she gives her a push

With whispers spoken under moonlight

And friendship holding girls together

Creating art all through the night

They agree that nothing could be better

-X.T.

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