Fury

By Alyssa Shanderson


to find self and love and
be told that monstrosity
and sin breed in your bones
when the only thing that
feels right is wrong and
leaves your mother’s
heart crushed
you break    

to know that living truthfully can
get you slaughtered on
a dancefloor
to know that living truthfully can
get you executed in
a bathroom
to know that living truthfully can
get you lynched in
the streets
instills a sense of fury
a fury that makes you feel the disgusted
stares and walk fearlessly anyway
a fury that drives you to walk with     
the intention of loving without hesitation
because air is so precious when
it can be taken away at a moment’s
notice

living truthfully, is knowing that
a beautiful girl can silence the hostility
from the angry crowd outside
bringing a protection that feels like a
storm looming, a good one that
rinses away the muck
leaves the air fresher, cleaner
lighter