Fear

In Your Head

My breathing is shallow Curtailed by anxious imaginings. All I can see, From where I sit, Are trees and flowers, And I hear birds chirping, Breaking the silence, But not the angst In my clenched fist. Or the trepidation Of… Read More ›

The New Year

I moved from 16 to 17 like a bewildered teen When the ball slipped down the pole In a sleek dazzling dance, and I had to get out of the party as dates flipped Because the eyes and wine glasses… Read More ›