2015-2016, Poem

Standing Stone

Featured in the 2015 Fall Issue of Rambunctious

Standing Stone
Stephanie Dushay, '16

I think I'm petrifying from the inside out
Trembling fingers, gasping sobs
cede ground to cold, unfeeling stone
I can feel the granite creeping
between my eyes, to lock me in

Your words mean nothing to me anymore!
But my too-hard heart isn't moving
and I can't remember whose bones I once was
If I were a rock,
I'd wall you in