Maelstrom
written by: L.M. Giannone
@LISAGNO
Looking everywhere
searching high and low
but it’s so hard to see
I don’t know where to go
You’re so far away
how do I find you?
don’t know where to look
I haven’t got a clue
Stronger grows the maelstrom
I’m powerless to save
losing strength to fight it
while you’re about to cave
I extend you my hands
but I’m quickly losing grip
you’re falling into the abyss
from me your hands slip
L. M. Giannone is a writer and poet living in the San Francisco Bay Area. Originally from Southern Connecticut, Lisa transplanted herself in California to escape the harsh winters and summers of New England.
She is the author of No Vacancy, a collection of humorous personal essays, and A Touch of Noir, a collection of short stories written in noir style. She has two books in the works for 2017 publication.
She is the author of No Vacancy, a collection of humorous personal essays, and A Touch of Noir, a collection of short stories written in noir style. She has two books in the works for 2017 publication.
