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My heart
was in my throat every second we were
in the air, and not because
I am afraid of heights, but because I knew
the second we got off
that ferris wheel, it would end,
and we wouldn’t
be the same people who got on.
was in my throat every second we were
in the air, and not because
I am afraid of heights, but because I knew
the second we got off
that ferris wheel, it would end,
and we wouldn’t
be the same people who got on.
Yelaina Anton was raised in a small city outside Boston, USA and is currently studying Creative Writing at National University of Ireland Galway. She writes fiction and poetry, with the occasional non-fiction or script. Her guilty pleasures are reading too many novels and drinking too much coffee.