Angst

by Imogen Hartmann

It seemed such a funny word,

The first time that I heard it,

Something other people felt,

I wasn’t sure how to word it,

But I say it slowly now,

For I know what will come,

The anxiety in the consonants,

The sting on the tip of my tongue.

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