The frustration of being stuck in just one body that inhabits
There is someone in me throwing silverware in the lake, spoon after spoon, forks, knives, the
There is someone in me throwing dish after dish against a wall. Someone emptying cupboards
There is someone in me throwing the mop off the deck, dumping the water, kicking and kicking
There is someone in me skeet shooting, shattering clay pigeon after clay pigeon, filling the sky
There is someone in me lighting fires in the dark, watching them climb, race, roar across the tops
There is someone in me gripping a metal office chair running hard toward a plate glass window.
Linda Malnack's poetry appears in Blackbird, The Fairy Tale Review, Prairie Schooner, and Willow Springs, among others. She has been nominated twice for the Pushcart Prize and her chapbook, 21 Boxes, was published by dancing girl press in 2016. Linda is a long-time Co-editor for the on-line poetry journal, Switched-on Gutenberg, and an Assistant Poetry Editor for Crab Creek Review.