Behind the Screen
Our conversation lulls...
Our conversation lulls
for a moment too long,
and I feel awkward,
unsure what to say or do next.
So I pull out my phone.
By now it’s a reflexive defense.
I thumb through various screens
looking at nothing,
pretending to look at everything,
besides the person I was talking to.
Bless the creator
of this technological savior
that I can use as a mask
when I’m faced with the prospect
of an awkward interaction.
I hide behind the screen.
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I'm 20 years old, working on my sixth novel and publishing poetry and short stories in the meantime! nathanheardwords.com
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