I am Stapled to Your Alabaster Skin
by Margaret Zhang
For your wedding, you wore a bleached dress,
frills spilling over splintered bark skin.
The church sheltered us from thunder’s tantrums
as you sat at the organ, stapling pages to
your membrane. . .
Read the rest and more great writing in the Spring 2015 Canvas, an online litereary publication “for teens, by teens,” a project of the Writers & Books Literary Center in Rochester, New York.