remember when we thought we were
going to conquer the stars? do you
remember, we were going to be stunning
but we couldn’t remember the journey
from mouth to plate, hand to feet.
we chose the way our elbows, knees and
hips felt under our clothes like a secret
over the strength it took to fight the world.
there was going to be a day that came, when
we wouldn’t care what heaven brought down upon
us because we believed, but there were demons
darker than night with hands around our throats.
before the cliffs crumbled and the oceans broke
all of the dams, we were going to bring down the
stars; we were going to bleed black and blue for
the right for our voices to be heard.
(remember when we thought we were going to
conquer the stars?)