You Too?

You Too?

You Too?


They thought I was way too much

maybe thought too much.

Definitely too tall and

too smart for my own good.

Taking insults too personally…

too you know all over the place.

Later I became too fat, too self

absorbed, too much of a brooder.

But then again I tried too hard.

Always too much of a mix-up. To tell

the truth can’t remember too much.

If you’re that way too

that would make two of us.




Joan McNerney

Joan McNerney’s poetry has been included in numerous literary magazines such as Seven Circle Press, Dinner with the Muse, Warriors with Wings, Blueline, and Halcyon Days. Four Bright Hills Press Anthologies, several Poppy Road Review Journals, and numerous Kind of A Hurricane Press Publications have accepted her work. Her latest title is Having Lunch with the Sky and she has four Best of the Net nominations.

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