Anxiety
- Aisha Majid
- Oct 24, 2017
- 1 min read
Anxiety is that moment
after lightning strikes;
When the air still crackles
with the ghost of the flash
When the world holds itself
tight and still, waiting
For the inevitable roll of thunder
not knowing if it will be
A
rumble,
growl,
clap
or
BOOM.
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