When Warrior’s Cry
My finger runs across my palm, searching for callouses.
Day 10 – Write a list poem.
Day 9 – The difference between broken things and broken people.
Day 3 – If your body could speak to you, what would it say?
Day 8 – Talk about freedom and the evolution of its meaning over the ages – the personal, the political and the in-betweens.
Is freedom a state of being or a journey?
Day 7 – Define a Poem
Unmask my mistakes. Highlight my losses. Focus on my faults. I don’t regret them. Glaze my flaws with yellow paint, decorate my surface with amber kinks. Let golden veins adorn my hardened skin. They shine at the points where I break, where I was weakest. I’ve endured your boiling hate, absorbed hellfire much longer than […]
You kneaded me, tried to shape me to your liking, extra-thin crust, light sauce, easy on the toppings, bland. Your well-intentioned hands smashed my skin, spread emotions evenly on a cold surface. Like a child, you tossed me in the air, filled my body with hope, weightless, dead space underneath me, knowing you would catch […]
Will this fog ever lift? I ask without expecting a direct answer. I check your pulse with two fingers to the ground, hoping for a sign of your healing. I quiet white noise with white light, silence the static of statistics to steal back a sliver of sanity. I feel your cry, though my hearing […]