Bellyache

My stomach aches

my belly aches

for something new

for something different

until my palms sweat

until my fists clench

and I remember:

and I remember:

how awful new and different feel

how awful risk-taking tastes

how soon my stomach rumbles

how soon my belly aches.


Photograph & poem: © Kristiana Reed 2019

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3 thoughts on “Bellyache

  1. Scrunch Foldington says:

    Amazing piece, read it last night and again this morning because it drew me back. I’m at something of a crossroads in life at the moment, and this piece captures perfectly the agony of indecision and weighing up risk. Excellent stuff.

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