Fate
A poem written by 15 year old me
Dec 25, 2020
The day becomes you.
Every day.
The angst-ridden fever of having to live through the inevitable
is washed away in your face.
Wavering into calmness.
It supports me.
I feed off of it.
Every day.
The angst-ridden fever of having to live through the inevitable
is washed away in your face.
Wavering into calmness.
It supports me.
I feed off of it.
Flannery has a PhD in Comparative Literature. She teaches French, Italian, and visual media. Her book on Taiwanese cinema can be found on Amazon.