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Halloween is next Tuesday

and one of my students told me

he’s not that into Halloween

because

it’s Halloween every day.


We’re all wearing costumes,

are we not?


When the actions caused by

the agony in your soul

crush my beating heart,


you can be assured that

I do, in fact,

know of your suffering


and that you are not alone.


But how deeply those shards can tear.


My wounds manifest as

tears clinging to my mother’s neck

as she holds me,


while yours –

men gunned down

women set on fire

infants beheaded –


What is the difference?


It is VISIBLE

this pain

it is RIPPING

this pain

it is PULSING

this pain

with the heat and anger of generations.


It is another day of

the headache I have

because I wasn’t able

to stop you.


I’m spending a lot more time

at the humane society these days

because I’m sick of

us humans continuing

to hurt ourselves.


I’m sick of our agendas.


I just want someone

to take two minutes

to scratch my fucking back

and tell me I’m good.


Soak up my

wretchedness with your

weary, weary love.

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