C.L. in Worryland


after Wanda Coleman



i get scared sometimes

and have to review the events of my life

to confirm i survived them all


i have been known to go missing

by disappearing myself from myself like

black forest magic divinity


i have gone after people

in hindsight


once i thought to cut my wrist and grew ashamed

by my fist’s hesitation and its pleading


i have gone after people

with silence


i have held my tongue for men

who didn’t deserve it


i have gone after people

with my eyes


i have stared down parochial inculcators who mistook me

for a puppet


i go to sleep and have dreams about drowning

and can’t stand the suspense so i think heavy thoughts

and let myself go


i have gone after people

with poems


i get scared sometimes

and have to go seek my reflection to know that i’m

still here

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