From The Air Vent

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From the air vent, as in

Venting my bottled emotions onto

paper.

My digital diary,

If you will,

My one place I feel safe.

The one place I feel safe

Is this poetry

I share with you:

A peak behind the mask

I have so carefully crafted,

For this time, I have a voice.

I have a voice that matters;

I have a voice one hears.

No longer screaming

Into a void,

Or from a window.

Not from a window,

We sing our poems,

But from our porches

And cars

And gardens

And offices

And planes…

And yes,

Even from the air vent.

This was written by our contributing writer, Lauren DeSantis.


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