We Are Still Breathing
written by: Oleg Olizev
Light everywhere —
computer screens holding the world in place.
For a moment I begin to dissolve.
I imagine falling into clouds,
lying there. Then
surfacing in reeds,
a body slipping back into water.
Under duckweed. Then
toward the sun again,
into forget-me-nots,
into dew, and suddenly
back in the cage.
Schedules. The calendar
repeating itself.
We turn the Earth with our feet.
We hurry into night.
No one answers.
And yet breath remains. Snow
burning on frozen branches.
Ice thickening on the bars
we call our bones.
Oleg Olizev is a Siberian-born American writer, poet, and artist. His work has appeared or is forthcoming in B O D Y, The Plentitudes, Heavy Feather Review, Washington Square Review, Thirteen Bridges Review, The Emerson Review, Complete Sentence, Panorama, ALOCASIA, Molecule, OFIC Magazine, Cathexis Northwest, Stone of Madness Press, BULL: Men’s Fiction, Beyond Queer Words, Night Picnic, The Ana, Audience Askew, The Argyle, Wicked Gay Ways, Half and One, The Closed Eye Open, Pink Disco, Our Bold Voices, The Eunoia Review, and Thorn & Bloom, among others.
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