Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Try Not To Look

A backwards glance. Subtle? Absolutely not, but
paranoia has been steadily rising. The footsteps are
Running behind me now, closer and closer.  Loud, in a ferocious
Way.  Am I going to get knocked down? Kicked? Accosted?
I jump off the sidewalk, turn and glare at a young man in blue jeans
who grins at me, giving me a thumbs up sign as he races past.
Grateful the old woman had gotten out of his way,
 I am the one with wet tennis shoes, not him.  
A whole new perspective,
Relaxing now,
I stop clutching
My purse.

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Rhona Mcferran September 15, 2018 at 11:28 PM Perspective is everything! Like the way you built the tension up then let it back down. Nice write! Rhona Mcferran September 16, 2018 at 2:08 PM I know that process well! lol Caren Krutsinger September 16, 2018 at 6:41 AM This was one of those re-writes that started out twice as long and was chopped down to the basics. Thanks Rhona.