Gas On The Flame

Clint Haugen
Mar 4, 2022
1 min read

I am too full of anger,

of malice,

of frustration,

to look anyone

in the eyes today.

I glance up,

and see a young boy,

probably around 3 or 4,

smiling at me.

I look away from him.

That little shit is pouring gas on my flame.

-C.H.

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