Cornered is how I feel when there is someone in front of me, in back of me, beside me, looking at me, laying on me.
Cornered is how I feel when the stores are crowded, there is no room on the bus or the train or the streets are full.
Cornered is how I feel when your in my face and you won’t back off, your firing off questions without pause, I have no time to think, no space to move my thoughts.
You make me want to spread my wings and fly. Fly high away from the corners of your mind.
By Felina Silver Robinson