COEXIST
by Janel Holmes

Embrace the creamy crack,
flaunt those bone-straight tresses.
Make them feel
comfortable, write
about the Spring weather
the bipolar heir
of Old Lady Nature.
Crystal-fresh water
and streets lined in gold.
Lotus flower bomb
blooms and
ghostly sea creatures.
Discuss
what is said
and not felt,
what is our imagination
not our reality.
Make up stories,
chuckle at misogyny
write yet another poem
for Mona and Lisa.
Brag about blurred
street lights and
ungodly Sunday morning
hangovers.
Reap the repercussions
of your decayed past
or tread lightly.
Don’t make
the enemy
dressed in their black
hoodie with “COEXIST”
etched on the pocket
uneasy.