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Critics and Me
August 7, 2009
When I think of Critics
In the myths of my mind
I see frowns, noses like fountain handles
Turned up and cold
I imagine their fast, impatient fingers
Scattering pages of my soul
Their eyes, cold blue or demon’s red, alight
At a mistake--
Or, their brows curve like broken bows
An arrow suddenly loosed, stuck inside the heart of my words.
My heart thumps, jumps, skips
Like a school girl
My forehead is like a sidewalk in the rain
My hands slippering, like skates on ice,
Awaiting the Judge’s verdict.
© Dawn Grace R., Barrigada, Guam
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