Prompt: Two Voice Poem.
Stephen Jenny
“You don’t have to leave.”
“I do, I can’t stay here and live
my dream at the same time.”
“We can find a way!”
“I’ll come back, this is my home
and always will be.”
“What if something happens?
What am I supposed to do then?”
“Even if something happened,
you could live without me, you did before.”
“Those weren’t happy times.”
“I can’t, you know I don’t fit in,
you want to make me stay here?
Were I’m not happy?”
Were I’m not happy?”
“It would be better.”
“Stop.”
“Who do I have? Dad’s in a coma,
you’re leaving too?”
“I will be back, I cannot continue living like this.”
"What will you do if something
happens to me?"
"We both know that's not happening, you have people here."
"And you don't, what then?
"I can handle myself."
"Is that what you call setting the
barn on fire? Handling?
"I need to do this."
"Please" "Please"
happens to me?"
"We both know that's not happening, you have people here."
"And you don't, what then?
"I can handle myself."
"Is that what you call setting the
barn on fire? Handling?
"I need to do this."
"Please" "Please"






