The Scream by Edvard Munch
Contest: When Words Speak for the Silence of Art Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Silent One
Date: 7/7/26
Painting: The Scream by Edvard Munch my sweaty palms grip the sides of my head eyes wide with terror a shrill scream rises in my throat my stomach is twisted in Gordion knots my feet are welded to the pavement my knees begin to buckle I feel thirty pairs of eyes staring straight through me suddenly my mood dissipates thank goodness the tiny green garter snake has darted into the bushes
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