StrongerLongingly, he stares up at me
Fixated on the contents of my hand.
Tongue drooping sideways
Holding his breath in anticipation.
The delicacy falls from my hand
Straight into the open maw of a hungry beast
To be swallowed whole.
He goes away.
I know he will be back soon
But next time,
I will be stronger.
[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2013 EDITION]
Copyright © 2002-2011 Student Publishing Program (SPP). Poetry and prose © 2002-2011 by individual authors. Reprinted with permission.