CarrollBlog 12.12

AV sent this poem in. A tip of the hat to her.

Alliance

by Maya Stein



"You have to make an alliance with your anguish," he said,

"not wage war against it." And I thought of all the fists

I had shaken at misfortune: games lost

because the shot clock ran out,

a good meal scorched in a forgotten oven,

money dropped on a dress worn only once,

the bully in 6th grade, the math test in 9th,

the wrong outfit at Halloween.

But of course, this isn't what he meant.

If I were brave ...