October 26, 2020

I am living
on caffeine
and anxiety
my diet nutrient-
and comfort-
poor
occasional
sips of hope
curdle instantly
against inflamed walls
of my leaky gut
hands pressed
tightly to my
abdomen
I fight to contain
the acid wash
of my rage
grief
dread

I am living
disability check to
disability check
furtively
shoulders hunched
to shield
my pain
fatigue
shame
what will
happen
to me-
and others
like me-
when we are caught
by the unblinking eyes
of proud boys
and woman of praise
judged lacking
unworthy
useless
in this brave
new world?

© 2020 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved

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