It’s August Again And I Think I Might Disappear
I stare at the sky all day in vain
Sweet words fall back into my open mouth
My face is a flight of birds
Light lingering on beneath the trail
I am learning to wear my body like it is a mask
I mean I am wearing a mask like it is my body
Still, I thought I disappeared when
I tried to protect myself
I was sitting so still I became an object
Waiting for its awakening
A fly lands on my skin and I do not disturb it
I wait for it to realize I am in pain
I see my hand dripping colors of purple sleep
I remember my love blossoming into flowers
So deep, so blue like the sky at dawn
When fear swallowed me whole
I struggled and I hoped
To grab hold of nothing
To shift a wall by touch
To make a weapon out of all my invisibilities
To travel through the world like a drop of rain
Burying myself underneath the earth’s skin
To remain only capable of growth
To remain
If only I could grow without my wilderness
If only I could be touched by something
Even if it is light
Even if it is cold air
Cover Photo by Bernadetta Watts
