“Roundabout Conversations” by Brooklyn Blevins

My mouth
fills with the taste of dirty copper;
melancholy hues
wash over my face as it turns to yours.
“Listen to me,” you say.
As if I haven’t been
all along.
In choked,
broken speech,
you spill all of your secrets.
And I am grateful
for your trust,
but resentful
for your regard for me.
We can never break our cycle.
“Listen to me,” my brain whispers
almost begging.
Despite the disagreement
from my heart,
I bite my tongue again.

Brooklyn Blevins a communications major who spends a lot of her free time writing. She likes to center a lot of her works around specific personal experiences in her life, so she can carve out a small piece of herself from these moments and look back on it later.