Ashley Merdkhanian: Under My Skin
Like nails on a chalkboard,
infants scream at the top
of their miniscule lungs,
and women relentlessly nag
at their husbands. That’s how
you get me. You manage
to find a way to crawl
under my skin and plant
a bomb that can expand
with your irritating habits
and blow up right in my face.
The aftershock is so easy
to feel, but one that
I can not live without.
Ashley Merdkhanian has received HONORARY MENTION in the 2010 Armenian Poetry Project writing competition in the teenage category.
1 comment:
Ashley, this is very nice.
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