Falling Girl by JMonzani at deviantart
There are many ways to catch someone who is falling:
The sister reaches for her sister’s hand.
The woman in the office sees a tear and offers her shoulder.
The part-time colleague sings, recites a poem, in perfect time.
A stranger’s hand, extended.
There are many ways to fall:
Uptight, wedged–in, unable to say one word:
Screaming til the neighbours hear
Not knowing that you fall at all.
In my heart, a grain of fear becomes as large as a planet,
it mingles with my history:
creates a tide, a shore, an ocean.