Purple Paths Poetry

  • Silence

    No more moments of silence. The still bodies of babies,are silence enough. Why are we not wailing, flailing, anddespairing in the street, Instead of hiding our grief and outrage behind screens. Typing words only to be read by those the algorithm deems, Instead of coming together in true community? We sit alone, wondering why the…

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  • Witness

    I reached out from the cloak of confusionTo find you sitting patiently in the silenceYou watch as I struggle against the weight of the pain I kick, I cry, I scream You sit patiently in the silence The cloak slowly slips from my shouldersRevealing an ugliness that shames meYou never recoil from the grotesqueYou sit…

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