an ode to an hour alone

do you remember when you broke
because you didn’t want your mom to know
you were crying?
you waited until she
left the house
with your sister,
to go to a volleyball game.
you watched the car roll down the drive.
out of sight?

i have forty-five minutes to cry,
you said.
i’ll need the last fifteen to make it look like
i’ve been fine.



About the Poet:
Sarah Valeika is a poet whose works have been featured in Red Fez, Fem Fiction, The Noisy Island, Navigating the Maze and A Quiet Courage, among other e-journals. She has finally discovered that poetry happens when your words are at their ugliest. When the void screams at you, and you scream right back. When you have nothing left to say but thank you.


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