POETRY

Unsure

A poem

Anna-Serena
Write Under the Moon
4 min readMar 11, 2024

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tree branches and moss
Author’s Image

The ozone licked
the earth
leaving its pungent
smell to permeate the town
The storm had worn down everyone
I came outside
To my surprise,
you were there
I walked down the steps of moss
and towards you
The house,
completely overtaken by nature
I appeared between the vines,
where the translucent grapes hung
Through my chained mouth broke the words
“How are you doing?”
You sigh
“I love you.”
A…

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Anna-Serena
Write Under the Moon

A bio is difficult. It demands you to answer the terrifying question, “Who am I?”. A question I intentionally avoid each day. But in short, I write.