December 12, 2019

do we have soft, faces of gold

and hearts warm in our chest

I’m seeking comfort

from the tyranny

of denial

As the smoke and ash blanket


we are told not to be alarmed

as our collective asthmatic lungs fill with

liquid black inky tears

from my mothers generation

that fought...

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