• Feel

    by Erika McLitus

    I can sense those secret feelings
    Frantic and frenzied
    Fluttering to the surface
    Like a bird
    With wings pressed against the bars of a gilded cage
    In beautiful desperation

    So I swallow them,
    Quick and hard.

    They burn my throat
    With the faint taste of sorrow,
    Like almonds.
    I wrap my arms tight around my chest
    To keep them safe inside
    And smother them silent

    So you don’t hear.

    posted to Cedar Street Times on January 22, 2010

    Topics: Young Writers' Corner


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