My face burns

with the memory of your rejection;

& then I look up,

the sky is on fire,

& I think,

I’m a survivor of all that’s ever happened


this week

this year

all my years

yes even those;

I’m the result of survivors

a whole legion of them;

fighters every one,

right from day dot

on this planet;

before it was a speck

in this galaxy;

a thought

in the universe;

& this is my reward.

I earned it

& I’m going to earn more

with or without you

I’m gonna be fine;

the sky is on fire

& so am I.



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