The American by Connie Helena

One Poem Only · Jul 4, 2025 · 1m

The American

Connie Helena

in repose

I chose

a bit of small white coral

hidden in my pocket

so as not to get caught

collecting at the beach

has gone out of favor

my rebellion

it is so tiny

get me off this rock

I like the rainbows

but something is not right here

something is dead here

in my pocket

and now I am carrying it home

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