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You look at me 


You look at me 

and it's for the first time, mind you

and with all you can see

you miss my snakes hissing from the top of my head

 

So I look down at you

because it's the first time for me too

and I realize you're

in another universe, looking past me

 

Even with a head of snakes

you're looking at her instead

So I glare at you, knowing what it'll do

turn you into stone, dead.

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Valerie Lehr

I am a 21-year-old girl from Vienna, Maine. I am attending UMass Amherst in the fall and working this full-time to cover my tuition, housing, living costs etc. I play guitar and I love writing poetry!

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