We are drowning ships
crashing planes
falling skies

We are tragedies that never got
written
in ink
but blood

We are disasters they forgot
to record
or observe
or announce
or save
or help

We are train wrecks that needed saving
Instead you covered your eyes
Shielded your children
Dumped the wreckage into landfills
That are eating away at our plant

Ours

This world, it is ours
Yours and mine
It is not a kingdom that is your
birthright to take
to force yourself on
your rules
your mistakes
your judgement
your hearts

We are people
Collapsible
Collapsing
At every turn
every word
every day
every breath

We are still people
still alive
still able
still fighting
breathing
belonging to a world that has never accepted us
made space for us
let us belong

But we are belonging

What in these symbols has power?
None of my letters could build you a tower,
But something within the screen of my phone
Has mass, has inertia, has song, has tone.

Where are the electric lines?
Neither hither nor thither, whichever one signs
But for some reason, I can't help but feel
That my electric lines are something more real.

What are the squiggles that wave from afar?
A symbolic cookie from an imagined jar?
Or are they a prize for forming a speak
That, through my squiggles, may squeak?

I save this ink before it runs dry
I safe my voice and bring my light
I can't see your eyes, but you are tender
I can't hear your voice but it is soft
I give you these words, as I hand a promise
I lay my carpet of emotions, touch it,kiss it
I sign this pledge, accept it,keep it

For no doubts or any perception reign
Forever, to shine in the array of our dreams
For the vulnerability deep in my crux is yours
Find a way to see me through and through
Follow the intuitive punches in your gut
Fetch my arms as we dangle on the cliffs
Fold me in you, protect me my love from the storm

Why the **** is Spanish so ******* difficult to remember?
The teacher says "it just is! Stay 'til 5:30 tomorrow with the other twenty who can't remember either."
As my head fills with excuses about why school shouldn't be important or why exams should be stopped.
I say "ok" because it doesn't stop the fact that I have a speaking assessment in three days. Then in a year it can be dropped.