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the sun’s rays
choke me,
wrap their fingers
’round my throat
and squeeze
sky bears down
on my head
the ground
an insatiable mouth
eyes marry the floor
shackled
cracked pavement
untied shoelaces
dried black patches of gum
finger the knob
open the door
stretching endlessly
those
ugly
checkered
beige
tiles
Kristie Dowling • Mar 26, 2025 at 2:00 pm
This was beautiful, bare, powerful. Thank you for sharing, and I’m grateful to have you as a writer for The Chronicle. Shorecrest is lucky to have your voice.
Jake Seymour • Mar 10, 2025 at 7:22 pm The Chronicle Pick
Vivid imagery! Lovely work with the spacing, dragging me along with the speaker as I read. Excellent vowel sound repetition (assonance) throughout! Brutal, powerful and stripped to its bare bones. Lyric poetry is great and all, but this is art; it’s the poetry I want to read!
Lexi Thompson • Mar 5, 2025 at 9:34 pm
Holy smokes. That’s one of the best poems I’ve ever read, and I love the ending so much !