Monday, April 22, 2019

caught in it. By Jonathan Hine



we sat in my
parked car
& something
came over her
she tried to
warn me
to stay away
from her
yet i let her
do with me
what she
would,
& she did
& i paid
a price
that i can
never
pay

again




Jonathan Hine’s work has recently appeared in Duane’s PoeTree, Horror Sleaze Trash, Record Magazine and Midnight Lane Boutique. He has forthcoming poetry in Academy of the Heart and Mind.
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