Poems from navyak
i believe in the magical qualities of snow,the healing powers of my mother’s cooking,the emotional aftershock of a good book,midnight...
excuse me young sir,
but do you happen
to have any
glue
i need to piece
my heart back
together
if i told you thatthe universe hadchosen to placeme in this earthin this spotin this moment
would you feel any different?
you can burnour throatssting our eyesand shoot rubber bulletsto stop us
you can call itan “unlawful assembly”even thoughthe ones you are...
laughing and smilingthen a feelinga drop of my stomacha shortness in breathand the same question over & over again
who am i?