Poetry

July 19, 2017 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

Tanja Heffner

 

By

Katie Lewington

 

 

Green

 

 

hair in my eyes

making them water

waiting for a bus

and a text of confirmation

cars glide past

i have my back to them

waiting at the bus

what little shelter this provides

 

small red spider crawls on my jacket lapel

i brush it off.

 

 

 

Sunday morning

 

 

with the radiators on

burning my knees as i push forward

to lean up and open the window above me

 

stroking the faux fur of my phone case

don’t you hate that

 

i’m anxious and hungry

silly for feeling so

 

there’s a thick rug of mould across

my orange

i won’t be eating that

 

still in date though.

 

 

 

 

Katie Lewington

Katie Lewington wrote her first poem aged 16. Even though, after analysing a poem for her hellish English GCSE, she vowed she would have nothing more to do with poetry. She has now published a number of books on Amazon.com and Payhip.com. Her creative writing, and reviews, can be read at https://katiecreativewriterblog.wordpress.com

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