“Fire and Mud,” by Kiarran T.L Diaz

By Kiarran T.L Diaz •

Dirt on my tongue
Each time I swallow my protests
It travels past my throat
And down my esophagus
Each time I walk into a room
And see stolen work caged and imprisoned

Dirt in my mouth
As I listen to them speak
About those that look just like me
A pat my shoulder
Reiterating that I’m not like others

Except I am.
I was.
I will be.
Dirt travels past my throat
Down my esophagus
Each time I hear words
Caging in me and mine
Mud in my stomach
As I wake each morning
And work each job
Surrounded by lines
That turn into cages
That become dirt on my hands
No longer will it touch my lips
It will not see my tongue
Nor travel down my esophagus
To become mud inside my stomach
and weigh me down.
Try and try as they might,
I will not be buried alive.

Kiarran T.L. Diaz is an Afro-Latinx writer and activist that advocates for intersectional womanism, LGBT+, and correcting the harm of non-diverse fiction.

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