A Shiver

December 22, 2008
By Brenda Arroyo, Livingston, CA

My heart's breaking.

My knees are shaking.

The sky's falling.

Their voice is calling.

My blood stops.

My voice is shot.

I heard a whisper...

I'm almost home.

The author's comments:
I wrote this short pieace during a time of alot of disturbance... I would try to sum my world up in large writtings but it was never quite right... then I wrote this and realized that there wasn't many words that could describe how I felt. I really like the length and how it's straight to the point.. My uncle Ignacio, also a great poet, calls this pieace "A Brenda" :]

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