I’d rather be an outcast,
living on the edge,
and cast my thoughts
out to the gloom for birds
to catch and fish to eat,
than waste my time
in well-lit rooms of people
who cannot digest
what I might say,
who walk away
with empty brains
and stomachs full
of appetizers.
inspired by Alice Walker’s “Be Nobody’s Darling”
published in Write Under the Moon
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