Breath hot and in full swing,
Rushing down my spine.
A spider faces the wind
His ears filled with a ring
Cradled next to my ear
Whispering in a cool
chant
You’re okay.
I can’t hear.
You need to cool down.
I am trying to listen,
I am trying to reason
Why is it so hot up there?
Stop looking up at your crown.
The eight-legged monster is right
I am overheating
I am trying to accept.
Just relax and listen
Your shoulders feel so
tight
A gust through my nose
A river out my eyes
You’re going to be okay, he says.
Then the spider hands me a
rose.
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Hey all! My name is Annika Tague and I’m currently enrolled to study a Bachelor of Journalism teamed with a Bachelor of International Studies starting this year at the University of Wollongong. I’m extremely passionate about plenty of silly things like, “Pulp Fiction”, mermaids and the order in which my books are placed on their shelf. One day, I would love to work for a magazine, newspaper or publishing house doing any possible type of writing or editing- that would have to be the dream, I'd say. Stay tuned for more.
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