I force my way inside an imaginary balloon where a ghost is going crazy so much nothingness so much suffering the filtered light makes it more invisible than ever there's barely air to breathe a ragged moth approaches and its shadow vibrates I try to be more soldierly but wonder if I deserved this sentence and was it worth it no you get what you pay for.
Robin Reagler is a poet living in Texas. She has published poems in many journals, including Ploughshares, VOLT, American Letters & Commentary, and How(ever). She is the Executive Director of Writers in the Schools (WITS).