i don't want to die-
but i don't want to live
in this undying hell
anonymous
I'm anonymous.
yet I am Juno before
I'm anonymous
mommy
I miss my mother-
I miss her lovely smile,
with the dripping eyes…
wine
the more wine I drink
the more I shrink, and I think
the further I sink
Alone
I am alone-
I suppose
I look alone
I seem alone
I sometimes feel alone
So I am alone-
in this world
But I am not alone
in the world
of imagination
Imagination makes me
forget
the sad reality
of our world
Imagination makes me
realize
the beautiful joy
of being alone.
-J. Juno, February 2019
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The Ending
my day lingers long
since you have been gone, having
sighed your furthest song
When they move on
When a person dies
on the streets
where do they go?
do they go to heaven?
does anyone miss them?
does their family know?
and if they went to heaven…
do they have a home now?
or are they still sleeping
on a sidewalk,
outside Heaven’s gate?