Right in the Gut

Natsu, Wendy, and Happy from Fairy Tail

A flash of heat
Creating of beads of sweat
And a pallor of near death
Every bump
Combines with every turn
Changing lanes
Feels like a rollercoaster
Memories of food
Ripple through the brain
The most current meals
Driving fear in the gut
Stare out the window
Close your eyes
Both actions come to naught
Beg for the air conditioner
Even though winter rules
The inevitable is coming
And you have no escape
Or paper bags

About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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5 Responses to Right in the Gut

  1. Well described, Charles. Michael does this every time we get on a plane.


  2. Sounds like a channel to your little guy and the morning bus.


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