Dig deep in purple light
Stares from every direction 
Vision blurred by opalescence 
Dignity tugs your sleeve
Even in a clinging 
tank-top de color naranja 
Sit up straight as you can manage 
With crumbling spine
 with shifting joints 
they don’t know you 
Or how hard you’ve fought to 
Pour water on cauldron to soothe
Consuming core of lava in bones
Reach into recesses of strength 
Found in shadows of pain
Strength discovered in
darkness of decades
Love for yourself 
Infused by essence of earth 
By petrichor 
By roots of Cypress by 
Aroma of pine and cooling
Comfort of verdant plants 
You know who you are 
Sabes quién eres Querida
Grip joystick of powerchair 
drive on with pride
head held high 
resist their Assumptions 
their narrow judgment 
Let them accept or reject 
Words are your freedom
No one’s approval is required 
Firebird with tigers eye
You deserve to be here
Abre la Boca
Open your eloquent 
Call out-bullshit mouth 
Wide drop into
Your electric element your
Prismatic creative power 
and  S P E A K

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Something small
Fragmented spinning cds
Rainbow hues 
beams everywhere
Mirror sliver of silver 
Eyes go out of infrared focus 
Search rolodex of memories
Mind your questions 
mind a blank canvas 
blanketed in stale static 
Turn the blaring sound down watch
Screen read their lying lips miss
A word miss a meaning miss your 
Quiet silent communion with trees
Child lost in the ways of 
convoluted explanations 
no choice in all
The versions of worlds of adults