'are you there? ' she said trembling;
wanting to beat his body for invading her home.
She came around the corner with a fist filled with might.
Anticipating a rage upon this faceless intruder.
She was ready to fight.
There was much disappointment
when there was no one there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Anticipating a rage upon this faceless intruder. Rachel Ann Butler