I am the rock, but the rock isn't me...
This is a poem performed by the author, Heather Chamberlain, at the 2019 Mews Poetry Slam, an annual event that takes place at Friends University in Wichita, Kansas.
For years he’s lived in confusion, unable to escape the delusion that he doesn’t belong here; he never did. Despite his efforts, he’s unable to rid himself of this sour cognition: that something strange separates him from the people he’s been with all this time. Something’s permeated and poisoned his mind. Whatever it is, it’s... Continue Reading →
On the ground a familiar shadow is cast; a scene I recall from a distant past. Sunlight dances, tree branches sway- out the window I gaze unto a previous day. The shadow grows angry, and larger, and still larger. I lean closer to the window sill. It looms over a child; overbearing. Spit erupts from... Continue Reading →