still here, unexpectedly
i refuse to do the deed
for them
forward facing fakers
they save flowers
for my resting place
i will not afford them peace
by way of a final breath
not yet
my living is a proxy for justice
but it will do
for now
Contributor
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Alyssa Erin (she/her) is a chronically ill, multiply disabled writer and former Physiotherapist. She is a white settler living on Treaty 7 lands, colonially known as Calgary, Canada. Her writing explores living with disability, complex trauma, neurodivergence, and a love for all things tree, water, and sky.