Today's poem is by Joshua Jennifer Espinoza
11 am. time to wake up.
muscles sore, jaw clenched, warm light
scattering dreams of violence across
the bedroom. i've chosen a self
too large for this body. too willing to
change for others. too beautiful
to appear in public. i'd tell you to walk
in my feet but they're all i have left.
i've been weathered down to the
ankles by all the news reports. all the
listening. all the not doing.
when i crawl out of bed i don't
know where to go. what to say.
i tried to talk about comfort
but how do you describe a color
you've never been allowed to see?
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