Wonder Woman In Training

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WONDER WOMAN IN TRAINING

High school senior, Kate, is on her own for the first time in her life with no one to take care of but herself. Even across several hundred miles, her family crushes her independence and reminds her just how connected she is to a life she wishes she could change.

Hope Is For Cowards

When you’re wishing for something that will likely not happen

But try anyway …

You hope.

And when it ultimately  fails, you can say

I had hoped …

And then consolation from somewhere

deep, nearby, far away.

When you’ve wanted, dreamed, dared

But don’t actually say it will happen …

You hope.

Hope is for cowards.

Just a backward way of setting yourself up

For failure.

Voices Unheard

We’re not listening, there is
no ‘new’ way
no ‘new’ cause
no ‘new’ reason
it’s the same as it ever was

Too late, we feel it
tragic loss
incomprehensible loss
senseless loss

A glimpse, wasted now, at the
unknowable pain
fractured heart
pleading soul

Messages clear but unanswerable
changes unable to be made
the softness of your voice
unheard

Goals

I really wanted to
But,

There was a wall, a mile high, smooth with no handholds.
A fence, running long, draped with razor wire.
It was a mound of dirt, insurmountable.
A blade of grass, quaking in the wind.

It couldn’t be done. Not overcome, curbed, conquered, or defeated.

It was a snail trail. A crumb. A casting of light,
That kept me.

Unattainable. Hopeless. Not to be won. Mostly it was absurd to dream it.

I really wanted to
But,

I wouldn’t.

Lost To Us

A window

A screen

A light on inside

You sitting at the table

You reading a book

A door

A knocker

A light on inside

You tiptoeing

You crouching

A sliding glass door

A screen

A light on inside

You on the couch

back with your book

A forehead resting on the wall

A sob

A light on inside

You blank

Not answering

Lost for good.

Something Beautiful

I want to write about something beautiful

To be inspired by stories of the world

But

One must scour the pages for a positive

To find a kindness

One must reach passed

The wretched behavior of Mothers and Sons

Must shield against the atrocities of neighbors

And the lost trust in our government and police

What a dream for those to be few and far between

And the acts of love dominate our screen