Poetry

LONELINESS

Imagine the loneliness of a crab . . .It takes its anger outby pinching swimmers’ feet.It hides under rocks,scared and shocked,waiting to be caught.Do people rememberthat they hurt a lonely beingafter it’s been captured, dried,and mounted on the walllike the head of a deer?

Tatiana Rebecca Shrayer
Tatiana Rebecca Shrayer, 13
Brookline, Massachusetts

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