texting
every time i texted a boy
i was hit with paranoia
deleting messages after the conversation was over
afraid that my father
would pick on the little details that mean nothing
and take away that only bit
of freedom that i had left
YOU ARE READING
Tranquility
PoetryIn which Avaline furiously writes her story in red ink to find tranquility.
sixteen
texting
every time i texted a boy
i was hit with paranoia
deleting messages after the conversation was over
afraid that my father
would pick on the little details that mean nothing
and take away that only bit
of freedom that i had left