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Breakfast Blues -- poetry by Sophia Zhang


After some time, I wake up

And my thoughts scramble like the eggs from grandma’s frying pan

Rusting in the clean marble kitchen like in those old movies

Where I watched a husband kiss his wife

Only to see her slam her face into his fist frames later

The purplish welt shaped like the untouched eggs left on the plate

Another day–

Uneaten.



Sophia Zhang is a high school student residing in Chicago, Illinois. She has been stringing words together in her head since her inception and is very happy to channel them into readable packets of intrigue for other people to read. Besides writing, Sophia spends her time playing piano, volleyball, or her favorite song on repeat.


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