
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