by Teri Anderson
I find myself wanting Beyond dreams often untouched Longing for whats haunting Feeling very rushed The need for belonging To feel normal The object of longing My heart feeling dismal Shall I ever feel whole Or will I be forever lost Torn from the ground like a mole Trying to find the one I love the most I hate wanting to be ordinary Standing out shouldn't be scary
Teri Anderson was a runner-up in the Penguin Michael Joseph Christmas Romance Competition and a winner of the Aquatint writing contest specializing in zines and poetry. She has a Bachelor of Arts from the Cass School of Art and spends most of her time with her dog Poppy and caring for her disabled mum, with F1 on in the background.
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