by Audrey McMillion
i wish i would have brought tylenol
because the mental becomes the physical sometimes.
and i swallowed two cups of coffee whole
i’m afraid it will be the only real warmth i’ll ever get
here, they took away everything i love
my best friend is at the bottom of a duffel bag
and i hope he’s not cold
my third cup of coffee
and i’m shaking
i was already shaking—i assure you
just a little more now.
i pride myself in my lack of soul
but i do have fear
of actually having one
and if i don’t want myself to see it
i don’t want them to either
i always find myself alone in crowded places
drifting off to space
i am alone alone alone alone
and i want to go home
Audrey McMillion is sixteen years old and currently resides in Charleston, WV. With a passion for politics, literature, science, and coffee, she is eager to take on the world. A self-described nerd, Audrey also has a love of Star Wars and The X-Files, as well as an overwhelming desire to learn. Audrey’s poetry has previously been published in Water Soup Press’s Issue #3.