a complete opposition
by Liselle Yorke
what if i was on fire
running out of ways to say
i am a light white wispy cloud like
i am no chance of rain, when in truth
i am laden with torrent
should i descend upon you
will you know when you became wet
or will you think we are a damp people
the voice scrolling along the bottom of the page says
holler louder, louder
but i have only ever screamed inside my head
i wonder what my black sounds like when it is not tepid
just right, just right, just right
i go down without lubrication
i’ve been consumed by night
which night
overrun by city light night
or night night
void of human ambition
i am a rain cloud at night dark and grey and laden
wet, willing and vicious
i am pregnant at night
posturing as always
what would it look like if i were free
i caged myself after they threw away the padlocks i
caged myself when i was already free
because i did not need the light
i see just fine
in the silhouette of shadows
i was made into a haunting in your world
sold as a rock but all my glory
was supposed to be impossible
i was a ghost to justify your failings
when we could have filled in where others concave
we convex
ABOUT THE CREATOR
Liselle Renée Yorke is a Trinidadian-Canadian artist, who uses poetry to express a desire to rid herself of assumptions and instead dig into people, society, and herself with an untethered sense curiosity that does not seek neat conclusions. Her writing strives to create windows that display a community who celebrates, protects, and respects life and individuality. @gracefuldegradation on Twitter and Instagram.