Call Center
Life Poems

Call Center

Ring, Ring, Ring for three hours that’s what I hear. Others murmur about their days, or gossip about one another while they wait for a ‘Hello.’ Time to time that stranger is invested in my voice, for the company. Rejection after rejection hollows me out. I leave the shift wearing my failure. Featured Image. Continue reading

Soaring
Poetry

Soaring

Your wings are spread like an eagle, soaring through the bright blue sky leaving a trail behind. Disbelief shields my eyes in all your glory. You gain altitude before stalling, your jet comes falling. You catch up with your shadow just before pulling up and out in a double barrel roll. Your metal wings shine … Continue reading