Encounter
A flash of heat
Warms my flesh
A tingle, spreads
Ears, to chest
My brain on break
Response, delay
I strain to think
What to say
Uneasy eyes
Stomach full
Of butterflies
I’m back in school
Teacher’s pick
Random student
Scared sick
Becoming truant
So much at stake
Their thoughts on me
Hands shake
Word debris
Stuttered ramble
Posture, poor
Enough to handle
But speaking, more
Opinion and fact
Shouldn’t be spoke
I back track
With fearful hope
I feel abused
By the close
But I lit the fuse
They said “hello”
Copyright © Anna Hopper | Year Posted 2019
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