The Transition

Area 51

the rumble in my chest keeps me breathing 

the shaking in my knees keeps me from kneeling

down at the feet of my enemy 

Is it me or just an entity? 

Embodying a memory 

of when alien just meant ET

The Summer Transition

i am warm 

like burnt yellow 

not worn 

just torn 

between being tan 

or reborn 

as something of my own