On dealing with anxiety in public.

Sandy Creighton
Jul 16 · 1 min read
Photo by Aarón Blanco Tejedor on Unsplash

Dark concrete, cool against my back,

Shade envelopes me.

Hot hands pulse around my neck,

Air siphons in through frantic gulps.

Rushing bodies, faceless. They can’t see me,

Invisible forces slam me backward, keeping me from escape.

Water drops on my hand, breaking the spell.

I wipe it away and look up,

Skies are clear blue.

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