By Katie Galligan
The room I can see.
the wooden floor I can feel.
the saltiness of corn chips I can taste.
the scent of pasta from the kitchen I can smell.
the long catch-up phone conversation I can hear.
It’s all real and there.
but sometimes it doesn’t feel like that.
The room that’s vibrating
my mind distracted by the fact
that this all feels like a
dream.
The wooden floor
which feels rubbery and bouncy
underneath my somewhat solid
feet.
The saltiness of cornchips
that I desperately chew
in hopes to regain my
senses.
The scent of pasta from the kitchen
which feels so far away
as my mind can’t
focus.
The long catch-up phone conversation
that’s overwhelming my limited nerves
with words fit together from too many
voices.
When can I come back to reality?
How will I know once I’m there?
Katie Galligan is an 18-year-old who has been creating stories for as long as she can remember.
She is the Co-Editor Chief of the literary magazine at her high school and loves writing poetry
and stories to better understand the world around her. When writing she focuses on many themes
including complex friendships, familial relationships, different definitions of realities, light and
nature When she’s not writing Katie spends her time dancing ballet and contemporary where she
tells stories through motion instead of through words.
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