Stephanie Gallanosa
my guts are twisting
knotting
woven together
tightly
painfully
with barbed thread
sharp
stabbing
a constant pressure
pushing and pulling
with nowhere to go
they keep twisting
and knotting
no position I fold my body into offers relief
no heat, no pill, no new gadget
all I can do is squeeze my eyes shut
clench my jaw
curl my toes
wait for the worst of it to pass
