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Panic Attack | Austin Davis

You would never really compare the rhythm of breathing
in through your nose and out through your mouth
to the waves on a beach dying and being born again

unless you’ve felt your eyes drip out your ears
as a few of your fears suck your veins dry,
the hungry way lovers share a milkshake

and another fear rips out the most personal pages
from the old journal under your bed
and forces them down your throat

until your heart feels like a ball of socks
the kids forgot to find
at the bottom of a Macy’s bag on Christmas.

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The Maid | Ann M. Bauer

Neither a foul nor friendly smell, but odd,
Unfamiliar, both intriguing and heightening
her anxiety that perhaps this was something she created.
The rotting oranges in the bottom of the fruit basket,
the mildewed towels scattered on the floor?
The rusty pipes, or the neglected cat’s litter box,
The weight of accumulating waste,
its lingering odor seeping into the walls,
finally dusting on the seams of
her fine hairs under the chin,
in the delicate creases
of her knuckles disturbing
the core of cleanliness
she so earnestly strived for.