• You're Not Alone

Poem By: Mia Gong-Swanson

It was easy.

You lifted the blade

And drew a line down the middle of the smooth surface.

A waterfall spilled over the shining cliff

and dripped onto the pale icing

painting it red.

Too easy.

You stared at the artwork before you

Devouring it with your eyes

The taste sits lightly on your tongue

sweet and bitter at once.

Terrifyingly easy.

And then a flash of silver lightning.

You hear

A bell’s lone echo as it chimes against glass floor.

staining it with vivid red tears

followed by a dead silence.


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