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Anxiety Poem

September 14, 2016


In The Midst

There’s been an accident
at the intersection
near my parents

and they are overdue.

Their neighbour answers
the phone – a confused stranger
after her stroke –

and speaks of flashing red lights.

Their friend with cancer is hysterical
on the phone
with no one in the house

and no answers.

As I pick up my car
keys to search,
the phone rings:

It is my child’s school; there’s been an accident.

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