Take a Breath

I breathe in the cold air

on a fall morning. I

breathe in the scent of my

mothers cooking

I breathe in the smoke

from my home

I breathe in the hare in

my home I breathe for

those who can't

I breathe for all the

people who feel like they

can't

I breathe for another

where I can be out in

peace

I breathe for the day I can

show my queerness to the

world

I breathe in the love that

there is left

-Dino Loazia