creepy spam accounts
flooding my notifications
twenty likes in
twenty seconds
I guess reading really
isn’t fundamental for
those in a hurry to gain
traction and gather a field
of folks to usher into
their digital space
my reaction is always
an instant click
of the block button
a l w a y s
Spring kicked down
my door and sat its
funky self down in
my living room–pollen
dangling from its feet
funny, I don’t remember
inviting such a threat to
my well-being over for
afternoon tea, but here we are
Benadryl has been getting
cozy with me during
the owl hours of night
and Claritin-D wakes up
with me to usher in
a new day
with Spring planning to
stick around for a few
more months, we’ve had to
adjust our schedules
it’ll be a long time
until we can breathe
healing breaths of fresh
air again unless we opt
to forcefully remove this
torturous season from
our home
and I don’t think any
of us are strong enough for
a plan as thick-headed
as that one
so, we’ll suffer in
peace
This is the fourth poem in a series I have started about the characters in the book I’m reading, The Darkest Child.
A Tuesday Snapshot will begin again once National Poetry Writing Month is over.
This is the third poem in a series I have started about the characters in the book I’m reading, The Darkest Child.
This is the second poem in a series I have started about the characters in the book I’m reading, The Darkest Child.
A Cornered Gurl 
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