2021-03-19T17:31:40-07:00March 17th, 2021|Musings on life|

It could have been me

So many nights
I’ve walked in the dark

just around the corner
to get my car

or to catch a bus
or a train
or waiting for a taxi
after a long flight

I do what we all do

I hold my keys between my fingers
I call my husband
I take long strides with my chin out
pretending to be confident
even though I feel choked
with fear

I imagine it every time
a man jumping from behind the garbage bin
hiding in my backseat
running at me
like a bear

but I never let myself imagine
what would happen afterwards

perhaps because it is too brutal
and I know,
as we all know,
that it could have
been me.

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