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In a Pinch


Pinch

Fears make you pinch

Your eyes

And

The corners

Of your mouth

 

Fears are weird

And

As a child,

I had

Some weird fears

 

A Pinch

By a lobster

Or crab

My parents

Eager

To grab

A photo

Of me

Next to

These Creatures

Of the sea

Whether it be

In the aisles of Costco,

Or the aquarium near

San Francisco,

You can count on me

To have tear stained cheeks

And tightly clenched teeth

 

Pinched

By the

Elderly

Even my

Grandma

Was feared

By me

Every visit

From her

I hid

Shiver From

The Old

The lack

Of meat,

Hairline.

Gum lines recede.

Skin ravines,

And missing teeth.

One could clearly see

Lipstick stains  

On my sore cheeks.

 

Pinching.

Dimes, quarters, pennies.

Becoming

An adult

The fears

Are still here

 

Elderly

Pinch

Our Generation

And

Our money

 

And I feel crabby.

 
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