All Alone

Afternoons alone
And lonely
Empty hours
Filled with endless memories
Of a life that used to be
All her dreams have turned to dust
She sweeps them under the rug
Along with her shattered hopes and ambitions
Words are now her only friend
As she loses herself
In romance and adventure
Living what is left of her life
In her books

Ann Christine Tabaka lives in Delaware. She is a published poet and artist. She loves gardening and cooking. Chris lives with her husband and two cats. Her most recent credits are The Paragon Journal, The Literary Hatchet, Metaworker, Raven Cage Ezine, RavensPerch, Anapest Journal, Mused, Indiana Voice Journal, Halcyon Days Magazine, The Society of Classical Poets, and BSU’s Celestial Musings Anthology.