Alejandra Berber (Septermber 19,1992 / Lynwood, California)
Fighting the Dream
Eyes Closed in a room where tears collided against walls,
making explosions of undesired confessions fling from person to person.
Then Sirens came and took the noise in exchange for silence.
White noise shot me, leaving me with silence of nothing.
Ears numbed like my fears. Couldn’t stay in, couldn’t keep still.
I found a way out. Blobbed figures and a never ending hall.
Hall with dents on the wall from pelican beaks, from closed fists.
I stood in the middle. Stillness became movement and then it came.
Darkness ran towards me. I woke up. Face on the floor.
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