Tiny Fawns

Daily poetry from Brianna Dawn.

stares and glances

i collect stares and
glances in my head
i use them as threads
tying up my thoughts
with extreme care
i’m carefully aware
of what you mean
when you glance here –
or over there –
and i know that
one look, the one
where your eyes tear
straight through
another and right
back into your own
head – you’re calculating your
worth against all the stares
and glances i’ve given,
instead of saying
what’s in my head

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