I saw you squirming in your seat, turning to look out the window, after I asked the class,”What is blocking us from thinking wise?”

We both began watching a lizard on the glass window, running from a snake on the outside window ledge.

I watched you cringe. your eyes blinking fast. your chest heave and sigh.
you turned to look at me. raised your hand wide, and answered,

”Death anxiety!”

©️January 2025 Much Love, Deb Poems