Maria A. Arana

I can’t think of Anything

where once words poured
out of my chest
only the sound of isolation
‌        betrayal
‌                 rejection
drives a pointed nail
through my membrane

where once words were the only solace
to an ever-changing world
that claws its way into your heart
and leaves it empty
just so the words cannot come out and play
‌        cannot form the lines you want to hear

melodies once shared the space
where pen met paper
and words flew all around
dropping into verses
but as time ages you
the less there are of words
and a need for sharing what’s inside

Maria A. Arana is a teacher, writer, and poet from California. Her poetry has been published in various journals including Spectrum, Peeking Cat Anthology, Cholla Needles, and Nasty Women’s Almanac. You can also find her on twitter.