Air Needed by Marcena Hooks

The air is thick with tension As we attempt to navigate through An honest conversation Armpits itchy Hands sweaty with twisted fingers We have not crossed this threshold before Now we find ourselves Suffocating Choking on our words Stumbling, almost stuttering Both in need of air...

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