Staring at the Future
- Staring at the Future
Watch out for me when you walk,I'm the one in your way, the one
moving slow, legs held up by pain,which isn't visible, but you're late
and reasons why don't matter, justa clear path even if I can't jump
out of your way. I fallfrom the silliest things now—gravel,
a door ledge, moving sideways too fast,sticks from the rain. I see you coming
straight at me but if I duck and move,you may be even more inconvenienced
by my sprawled body on the groundblocking your path. [End Page 294]
Lanette Cadle teaches rhetoric and creative writing at Missouri State University in Springfield, one state over from her home state of Kansas. She has previously published poetry in TAB: The Journal of Poetry & Poetics, Yellow Chair Review, Rose Red Review, Stirring, and By&By Poetry. She can be reached at lanette.cadle@gmail.com.
