“Alone” Poem of the Day (2022)


By Ashley O’Hare

Thank you for the years of torture.

Thank you for the writhing pain.

Without you, I would be weak:

An optimist blindly believing every reporter.

A girl who would smile in a hurricane.

A student unafraid to speak.

Now I have the opportunity

to doubt the intentions of my community.

Now I have the chance

to judge strangers at first glance.

Now I can use the gift of anxiety

to have some sweet, solemn privacy.

Because now I am all alone

in the aftermath of sins you will never atone.

I am on my own

with my nostrils stinging from your cologne.

I am all alone.

I am all alone.

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