Poem: stephanie vogel

I Ghosted My Life Coach and Other Opprobria

My gratitude is glib.

My breath is a blob.

I vacated my vision board.

and my third eye? It throbs.

My SMART goals are stupid.

My journal is jaded.

I’ve mangled my mantras.

and my focus? It’s faded.

Quitting the life coach…it was the right move.

Life’s so much nicer with nothing to prove.