Day: April 18, 2020

NaPoWriMo #18

I lie in wake, mindful
of birdsong & the dog’s light
snoring
soon, we will approach this
day, careful of our distance
from others, shifting our
bodies from harm’s way.
this is
not life.
but, it is.
and idiots cry about their
rights to liberate
while I just want to
breathe.

— A Cornered Gurl (@trEisthename) April 18, 2020