from corner to corner to corner to
curve, I find myself thinking, At
least my thoughts are safe in
here, where no one can outvote
me, out goad me, steal my rights,
or ignore me. at least in these
four walls I’m able to breathe
deeply, sleep soundly, pretend
my world did not collapse in.
if walls could talk
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About the Author
Marianna Mankle
Marianna Pizzini Mankle (she/her/hers) is a Montana native who now calls Nebraska home. She has an MA in Communication from Arizona State University. Her writing can be found in Kiosk, Querencia Press, Calla Press, Writeresque Literary Magazine, and more. She can be found watching reality TV with her husband when she isn't writing.