Same dreams,
As if I just know by now,
My subconscious is stuck on a loop.
Packing to leave.
ALWAYS
Gathering my shit to go:
Everything I own.
Last night?
Even worse,
Cruel local tyrants –
Driving out us queers,
Neurodivergents,
People of color.
Can’t own a home,
Then,
Death Squads in the streets.
Death Squads In The Streets.
