by Austin Davis
America is tired.
We’re a colony of ants
who’ve stopped in a pothole
on this long road ahead
to eat the bread crumbs off our backs.
Tonight I hope for hope.
I don’t know what the next
morning will bring
but if we wake up to a sky full of clouds,
I hope we’ll still remember
that this sun of ours isn’t going anywhere
and neither are we.
Austin Davis is a poet and student activist currently studying creative writing at ASU and leading a homeless outreach program in Phoenix. Austin is the author of The World Isn’t the Size of Our Neighborhood Anymore (Weasel Press, 2020) and Celestial Night Light (Ghost City Press, 2020).
