Written by: Karena Brown

I deal not well with
The feeling is sooo...
Words flying like diving pelicans
reaching to catch 
the emotions of you siree
don't like it at all
hairs on your neck prickling 
every movement, notion
I imagine myself away from that minute
Collecting memories 
building my fantasy
to ease my aching reality tension for me
I'm in Ocho Rios enjoying 
a blended fruit punch 
under a coconut tree as the sun 
kisses my toes and the shade protects me...
aaaahhhh....what a lovely breeze!