by A. Hernandez, 8th
Long live the people who got
Through separation and rough paths
Long live the people who are brave.
Homes, friends, family, and pets were lost far away.
And though it’s not my loss,
It’s reflecting through my life’s mirrors.
Long live my parents
Who are breaking walls by growing flowers.
Long live me
Although I try to break my walls,
I’m still trying to plant my seeds.
Oakland | East Bay, CA