20.

A Poem by E.J. Michalec

It was the year of misplaced invitations
The year of raised eyebrows and cover charges
The year of “So close, yet so far away”
The year of “sorry, I forgot you were a baby”
The year of “I’m sorry, it’s the law”
The year of pals picking poisons
The year of standing in hallways and scratching at doors
Knowing if I were anywhere else on the map, I just might be social
The year of isolation
Marked by freshly stamped hands
I just wanted to feel something again

© 2018 E.J. Michalec

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sette

nice writing. I like the use of words here and the meaning attached to it

Posted 6 Years Ago

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6 Years Ago

Thank you!

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E.J. Michalec

Cleveland, OH

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I'm Em. I'm 21. Poetry for me is a valve to release the multitude of pressures that come my way in life. This profile more or less has every piece I've written since I was as young as 13 and the art o.. more..

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