I am a man
a poem
Feb 27, 2022
I want to cry openly
over a melancholy
old song,
a place of love
where no judgement
belongs,
I want to cry
get embraced
let dry tears
flow from my face,
I’m not afraid anymore
of the voice of the critic
the impossible now
seems probable it
seems vulnerability
is no longer a forbidden shore,
I want to exhale
and breathe finally free
from all the remnants of
this toxicity this
malignant male code
that stifles and erodes
the promise of man.
Chris Papps 2022
