August 3, 2016
Pulsamos
LGBTQ Poets Respond to the Pulse Nightclub Shooting
J Phoenix
Simple Things
It was a week after Pulse
before I noticed what we
were both doing.
It was a hand left in a pocket
or keeping the keys clutched
or holding the water bottle
on that side instead of the other.
It was the glances around and
the walking faster as to be
a little bit in front of the other
a race to the door.
It was the unconscious
that eventually made its
way to conscious.
"If you wanted to, you would."
"We don't always have to
be so touchy."
"It's just so hot out."
"We're in such a hurry."
Then all at once,
as we were walking unlinked
into a restaurant,
I realized I was afraid
to hold your hand.
Such a small thing
to fear …
yet here we are.
Isn't it the simplest things
we want?
To be loved.
To love.
To have security.
To have faith.
To be heard.
To be acknowledged.
To be visible.
To exhale.
To gather.
To sing.
To dance.
To breathe.
To survive.
To extend a hand.
To interlace our fingers.
To not break
away.
J Phoenix is an unapologetic lesbian-feminist-poet. She lives in St. Louis with her wife and three kids.
Glass: A Journal of Poetry is published weekly by Glass Poetry Press.
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