Heart On My Face
a blank verse sonnet for all of us out there protecting each other
I grab my bag and keys, put on my boots,
slip the straps behind my head, adjust,
and give my nose a pinch to fold the wire.
I breathe. Remind myself: a beacon, strong,
a message sent to all I see, to say:
I want to build a world where you belong -
the sick, the weak, immunocompromised,
disabled, spoonie, chronically fatigued.
It isn't fair that you were left behind;
it's only luck that kept me safe so far.
Well, luck and masking everywhere I go.
I do it for us both, you know? You know.
A mask is only sometimes meant to hide;
but this one shouts - says who I am inside.
About the Creator
Dane BH
By day, I'm a cog in the nonprofit machine, and poet. By night, I'm a creature of the internet. My soul is a grumpy cat who'd rather be sleeping.
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Standing While Falling
Quotation from Friedrich Nietzsche "He who wrestles long with monsters should beware lest he himself become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Man is not destroyed by suffering, but by the meaning he makes of it."
By LUCCIAN LAYTH5 days ago in Critique
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i adore this as a response to the recent top story. i think that is intentional, but in case it was not, these were my sentiments when reading a recent top story...