I apostatize in lonely constructs,
In straight grey walls,
In illuminated branches,
In sad stained thought.
I panic in violent sound,
Unattached but searching for darted eyes
And spasmodic muscles.
I despair in chemical temper,
In loops of resounding
She speaks words into the phone,
As audible letters.
And, in an instance, paths of dirt
But really skin
Turn to mud and slide, heavy. Unwatching, unknowing, juvenile.
She doesn’t understand her escaped breath.
And her teachers, my pained eyes
She speaks to me.
Augie Savoy is a poetry student of Will Alexander at Pomona college. Seeing as this collection of poetry is concerned with embodying other consciousness, Augie’s poetry attempts to empathize with people affected by trauma and to expose its true nature.