Three Poems by Halle Preneta


The World’s a Snow Globe 

Why am I so tired?

My skin stretched thin,

my brain submerged in water,

unable to think.

The world a light grey.

I feel like I’m in a snow globe,

viewing the world through glass.

People stop to admire my beauty

but never ask questions.

Never ask “are you okay?”

“Do you need a hand to hold?

“A body to lean on?”

Instead, they ask

“Why are your grades so terrible?”

“Why weren’t you at the last meeting?”

“Why are you so quiet?”

They drown me in their questions

as I swim for answers, 

choking on their words that strangle me,

that capture me,

that prohibit me from moving forward.

The snow falls in my small globe,

the world a dirty grey. 

I’m viewing the world through broken glass,

my brain submerged in water,

the end never near.

When will they stop asking me the wrong questions 

and start asking the right ones?

When will they ever notice that I’m in pain? 

When will they ever decide to break the glass and set me free? 




Your Body Flows Like A River As You Dance Throughout The Room

your legs twisting like river bends

your arms waving like wild water sausages 

on the sides of river banks

and it never looks weird

or off

or wrong

because your fluid motions

mixed with your enchanting words

make you who you are

a sparkling water spirit

capable of loving everyone in your path

of showering anyone with love

of lifting people off their feet so they can rise to the occasion

i wouldn’t change that for the world


i wouldn’t change you for the world 



Trigger Warning: Mentions of Suicide. 

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Halle (she/her) enjoys writing short stories and poetry and gets her ideas from random life experiences and fanfiction. When she’s not writing, she’s either watching YouTube or playing Animal Crossing. Her Twitter handle is @YaTheatreNerd and you can check out more of her work here:


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