Poems from Kaitielynn
Watch.
Wait.
Run.
I Watch him walk and wait for his return. Watch him run and wait to feel something. Anger?
Lots of it.
Sadness?
Not...
Power bill: my name,
Internet, all me.
Water bill; mine too....
My credit
Gone....
Like a boulder rolling toward me.
I'm backed into a...
I'm trapped in an endless cycle of eat or be eaten...
Eat food or be eaten by my own body....
Sometimes I leave myself no choice....
But to...