a poem by Sarah ChafinI’m waiting for you to call,inviting me to another gameof telephoneI hear, you sayI playperson in the middletip-toeing on rope tightemotionsbetween everyone I lovenot sure how to feel,what to sayor if I shouldsay anythingat allbecause anything I saycould be the thingthat causesthis entire familyto crumbleinto dust  -tightrope talking