Contributor: Arlene Antoinette

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i talk myself
down from a ledge
telling myself,
in mantra style,
everything will
be alright,
everything will
turn out okay.
simple sentiments
for a simple mind.
but my words
do not sink deep
enough
to take root
or
satisfy my
weakened psyche.
so once again
i’m holding on
for dear life
rehearsing
useless mantras
hoping for someone
to reach out a hand
and save me.


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Arlene writes poetry, flash fiction and song lyrics. Additional work may be found @ Your Daily Poem, Foxglove Journal, Mojave Heart Review and Cagibi Magazine.