Coming Together
You’re supposed to know
the people you know,
and not the people you don’t
You’re supposed to feel
the things you can feel,
and not the things that you can’t
You’re supposed to be
what your nature portends,
and not what convention ascribes
You’re supposed to love
without borders or fear
—those moments forever alive
(The New Room: August, 2021)
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