Wrong Side of Life

A Poem by Ann Christine Tabaka

Nothing seems real
on the wrong side of life.
Graveyard shifts
and sleeping days.

Time has no meaning
when everything flips,
everyone you know
on a different schedule.

Loneliness invades every
pore of your being.
Footsteps echo back
through a deadly silence.

The world seems forlorn
turned upon its head.
Breakfast at midnight,
dinner at noon.

Paying our dues
we traipse onward
never knowing
if it is day or night.

Upside down
and inside out,
trying to make sense of
living on the wrong side of life.

Ann Christine Tabaka was nominated for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry, has been internationally published, and won poetry awards from numerous publications. She lives in Delaware, USA.  She loves gardening and cooking.  Chris lives with her husband and three cats. Her most recent credits are: Ethos Literary Journal, North of Oxford, Pomona Valley Review, Page & Spine, West Texas Literary Review, The Hungry Chimera, Sheila-Na-Gig, Synchronized Chaos, Pangolin Review, Foliate Oak Review, Better Than Starbucks!, The Write Launch, The Stray Branch, The McKinley Review, Fourth & Sycamore.
*(a complete list of publications is available upon request)

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