It’s been a while, I know. There’s lots to write about, but not just yet. As I start to get back into actively using this site, I’m planning on writing an update blog post and a review. For now, however, I thought I’d share this. I looked back through some of my previous work, and this attempt at poetry stood out to me. Enjoy!
The air bites my skin and fills my ears with every gust
As I carry groceries from the car,
The sign from the store still lingering
‘Now hiring, inquire inside.’
It’s been nearly a week since I got the call.
Their loss, I’m supposed to think.
You got their attention, didn’t you?
Three whole interviews!
This was supposed to be my new start.
The red door squeaks open, louder than usual.
There’s a deafening quiet to the cramped foyer.
I drop my keys into my bag.
Mail’s here. None for me. Up the steps I go.
3+ years of experience. New beginnings.
That practice isn’t covered under your plan.
New member discounts through the 15th.
Tell me how you handle feedback.
There’s nothing new about this. I’ve heard it all before.
Stray dead leaves flutter on the branches
outside my window, toughing out the winter.
If you can call this winter. It’s barely snowed.
When did winters lose their longevity?
I could start tomorrow with them doing…something.
What’s a good song to learn first?
3+ years of experience. Again.
My room is a mess. Some tea sounds nice.
I suppose it’s all too new to judge, but still…