At first I don’t realize that it’s coming, it’s happening. All is fine, until it’s not. Then It broils up inside me, bubbles up. Starts at my feet and paints my cheeks, turning my face different hues of embarrassment. The fire escapes, burning people with scolding threats. Fists clammed shut and jaw clenched taught, letting the burning rage devoure the sanity that’s left. Nostrils flare, eyes narrow. There’s no use from denying anger when it’s unstoppable.