WAITING ROOM THOUGHTS, AUGUST 2018 Ellen Schindel
I feel another force
Holding me up. My back bone seemed to dissolve into my stomach My acids filled and turned. Numb. From my shoulders The rest of me dangles I don’t know the force holding my shoulders. I just hope it’s benevolent.
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