Trigger Happy
By Victoria Leech Mateos


SLAM.

Two bullets from one aimless pistol.

Shot through a back door,

Cigarette smoke drifting by the hinges.


Hurled into a night that smells like sweat and smoke and him

And makes my heart jerk.

Makes my hands shake.



Two shots into one night

Leap the fence

Hands to the floor

Shake shake

He draws me up and



We ricochet down one dark street

Firing shouts as we go

We’re young and we do what we want.


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I'm currently a student of English Literature at the University of Exeter in England, having also studied at the University of Pittsburgh in the U.S where a professor generously encouraged me to try my hand at getting my writing published . I'm a novice writer, and would very proud to see my poems published on your site.