This was a very interesting piece. I wasn't sure how to take something from this poem because the piece itself is so intriguing and unique. There were so many interesting lines from this poem but the one that I liked most was the "barely daring to breathe or achoo" and I think it was the onomatopoeia.
Barely daring to breathe or achoo
dust trickling the hairs in my nose,
under the bed
hiding from you, staring at your shoes.
The shoes squeek
like the door hinges as you
close, and walk calmly
past the room with the painting
of the girl with the earring.
You bought me, you bought me
that for my birthday
last year. I didn't ask
for it, but it still came wrapped
up in ribbons of red and white
and black like your
shoes.
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