Retreat
teens overnighting
in the social hall
yet feel
apart, alone
panicked
a dark, quiet room
curl up
in the corner
arms holding knees to chest
head down
trying to feel
anything
nothing there
empty, a shell
huge hole
where
they say
a heart
resides
why?
no answer
Copyright © Susan Buchel | Year Posted 2011
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