Holiday Break – Returning January 2024
My hands won’t stop trembling, my stomach hurts. I hug myself to stop the feeling, but I can’t.
I feel my body plunge into the cool gray-blue windows of Mark’s eyes.
Mistakes were made. Elfje poetry in three parts.
Unscathed from my journey, I finally reach Misa’s office.
I thought we put this behind us.
Haiku.
Luckily, we’re not leaving yet.
