maybe we’re all pretending
pretending to be normal
just pretending all the time
and some of us are better
better at this pretending
and the ones that aren’t
they stay outside the door
but they talk to each other
some of us lock up in the bathroom
some of us guard the punch bowl
some of us laugh loudly to cover up
some of us close our eyes and dance
some of us chat quietly in clusters
some of us run in and out of the door
some of us stay outside shivering
some of us don’t come to the party
some of us hover through touching
some of us yell at the top of our lungs
all to hide that we feel different
but there is sameness in the hiding
and while we pretend, we don’t notice
we don’t notice how lovely we are
poetry
Poem #168
fat brown mouse waits
looking at the wire and wood
sometimes there is cheese
that’s what he’s waiting for
when it finally gets placed
he rushes forward without a thought
only to feel his life squeezed out
by the tightening wire
his back is broken
and he wasn’t able to nibble
Poem #167
wails
wails
wails until it is a song
screeches
screeches
screeches until the throat bleeds
howls
howls
howls until there is a response
Poem #166
sparkling stars send shivers
up my neck
pastel nebula gas makes it
hard to breathe
Poem #165
a beautiful day
we talked
we drove
we explored
we laughed
we ate
we admired
we said, “goodbye”
we said, “see you later”
Poem #164
lie sideways
think and think
watch shadows
pretend not to miss
replay the song
enjoy the fan
think and think
wonder about space
imagine seaweed
pet the cat
sit up abruptly
think and think
lie back down
Poem #163
I panic and overreact
over the small things
so when something big
throws everything into chaos
I remain collected and calm
Poem #162
cat on my chest
a nice light pressure
don’t want to move
then my phone plings
“morning”
joy bubbles up and out
becoming a laugh
you’re in the other room
Poem #161
sing it, little bird
expel all the air
make sure all hear
little bird, you’re perfect
Poem #160
little brown ant carries the world
the housewife bends down to see
little brown ant carries it on its back
the housewife nods solemnly
she understands it
they’re the same
little brown ant continues on its way
the housewife goes for more groceries