April 11, 2024Poem
I saw a devil
loss
I saw a devil
Standing behind me
Glowering over my shoulder
He wasn’t there
When I turned around
No matter how quickly
I moved
But I knew he was there
In my shadow
I could feel his breath
On my neck
The prickle on my skin
The burn
Of his stare
It wasn’t hair loss
Or bad lighting
That stopped me
Looking in mirrors
It was him.