Thursday, November 1, 2012

On Breaking...

(my first Center for New Americans of 2012 for 30 Poems in 30 Days)
My “good” leg heals
too slowly for this eager
to be back on the front lines organizer
to tolerate…

Now that I can endure the lifting machine
with hardly an ouch
as long as an extra assistant holds my injured leg,
I imagine voting on Tuesday,
returning to my writing groups
on certain Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays,
and once again marching for justice.

I think
I survived.

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