📸 by Louise
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Sorry, I didn’t see you standing there.
By Jess Rezac
sorry, i
don’t know
how to feel.
we were raised
by raised hands.
seen only
by averted eyes.
— averted eyes
teach closed mouths.
sorry, i
don’t know
what to say.
we weren’t taught
to find the words.
shown silence.
— decades of silence
can heal everything
but the pain.
sorry, i
don’t know
how to pray.
we were told
to love a god
who planned tragedies
— false idol.
probably, god
who played too many
video games.
probably, god who listened
to the wrong music.
god of megadeth,
if he was even listening
at all.
sorry, i
don’t know
how to breathe.
we weren’t even
offered stale air.
felt like a held breath.
like lungs so full,
they’re burning.
we were always
taking it all in.
sorry, i
just learned
how to laugh.
i am coming around
on tragic god.
might learn to exhale.