Jacqueline Lewchanin

(Fairland, Indiana, USA)

When You Leave Me

Sometimes
When you leave me
I feel like a 3 year old child
In a crowd of knees.
The hand that tightly held mama's
Suddenly free -
In a panic tries to grab
The disappearing skirt.
I fall flat
Among the ankles
Knocking the wind right out of me
Just like
When you leave me.

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