A Confession

BY JULIE CHEN

Emotions of mine
Boil over
Trickling down the 
Side of my mouth.
Latching onto my chin—
They hang there.
Swinging back and forth
Wavering.
Vacillating
Hesitating like a kamikaze pilot
Diving into doom and
Thickening
Like the pride of a vain man.
Congealing into sludge that
Tumbles down my 
Chest, leaving
Burns and bruises 
Bile coats my teeth and clings
To my tongue and
I am suffocating.
I fight for air and
No
My teeth are not bared
But inside I am 
Screaming
Scheming 
Waiting for the day I will
Take my revenge and 
replenish my pride like
A sponge 
dropped 
into 
the
Ocean.

Midnight

A haiku

BY JULIE CHEN

A beam of moonlight
seeps through the clouds. A cricket
chirps in the distance.