OverTheRainbow

blow out your candles. 

make a wish.

hold up a protest sign.

tonight the fireworks spell R E S I S T.

your hair's in pigtails braided red blue and white.

they're scared. 

that's it. 

they: shout misspelled arguments in all caps send soldiers to peaceful 

protests yell into microphones turned all the way up shut down dissent 

sometimes i think just one sunny day would cure me of everything.

other days i think pills and tonics and treatments are lies that i continue to swallow.

most days i just daydream about last summer when our tiny sunfish 

for a friend

i picture you some days – a utensil in one hand and your cheek

in the other, gazing somewhere in the distance as your

submission for next year's prompts:

Use the NY Times Connections as a writing prompt! Take all 16 or one line of the words generated in there (before it's been solved) and use them in a poem or short story.

they have taken her.

hope.

she is trapped in the great big house made of new money & keys

that open nothing anymore. it is named america.

you can hear her,