How to break free
from this crude and unforgivable living,
Under Plath’s bell jar?
How to take part
of this apple cider coloured painting
of a fading sky?
How so! to breathe in
fresh coffee and laundry
and be touched
by the gentle presence
of a life unseen, by the bare eye?
How then
to be aware of awareness
and drunk in content warmth
of a sun that awakens
the grey concrete jungle
into land of light?
Being alive takes more than a beating and well functioning heart.
— Alana Marroquim, Feb. 2023