Palpitations ripple through veins until the body vibrates, and the whole world
Can hear it. A quivering voice shakes the foundations of our greatest achievements until
People's tastes change. The salt of tears dissolves into the gravity of the claims and
We finally see the perimeter of our cage. The flash of bombs dropped ensures we can
Smell the burning end.
About the Creator
kp
I am a non-binary, trans-masc writer. I work to dismantle internalized structures of oppression, such as the gender binary, class, and race. My writing is personal but anecdotally points to a larger political picture of systemic injustice.
Reader insights
Outstanding
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
Top insights
Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters
Eye opening
Niche topic & fresh perspectives
Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions
Comments (4)
well done
Such a prophetic and lingeringly sad poem.
That's beautiful and sad
That was scary good and leaves you thinking about the immediate future.