the day has come
when I witness a battle
play out
outside
and I do not pick up
the brick and mortar
to create my defense
I am—
not separate
this house
no longer has walls
and the breeze
flows freely
Issue 07 · poem 2
the day has come
when I witness a battle
play out
outside
and I do not pick up
the brick and mortar
to create my defense
I am—
not separate
this house
no longer has walls
and the breeze
flows freely