(Published July 2021)

The voices, the people

their names

overflow in my ears

until my mouth is full

with all their demands

and my hands cramp up

with understanding

that I am one building block

in a bridge, and my body

wishes to flow in a river

to float and pull at the clouds

and create myself a dream,

soft and delicate

to wrap around me

a barrier between me

and the loud tidal waves

of their voices.

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