Ophelia
In 2022, Ophelia does not lament
alone, she doesn’t swallow her grief
like a sleeping pill
No
she takes back the night
she stands
on the steps of the administration
with a sign
or a candle
or a megaphone
her sisters streaming behind her like water
from a broken dam
Ophelia has words for her pain
she calls herself
survivor
she rises from the ashes of her former self
she can
cancel her pain
she can
illuminate the pain
in others
or maybe not
maybe
she does none of these things
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