- Chell Navarro
DYSTOPIAN SONNET

the isolation is endless
habits are magnified
and one day we will
walk out of our homes free
and the sunlight shining on
our faces will display
frown lines deeply etched
our skin paste and ash
limbs weak and swaying
eyes shifting left and
right the only thing that
remains inside us will
be the sediment of fear
and the beat of joy
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