Life Is Sinking

Written by: Frank F. Atanacio

In order to stay alive,
she had to be as sly as a fox,
as she lived in a cardboard box,
controlled stress,
an old mattress,
dirty old clothes,
a book or two,
as hunger shows,
dirty water for drinking,
while death is floating, and life is sinking,
those images stuck in her head,
and people who saw her
called her a corpse even before she was dead,
society continues to evaluate,
then eliminate,
but that’s all they do,
they aren’t alone,
and the subway station was her home.