Gust by Gust–Leslie Dianne

Because you’re
from Somalia
I know it’s too cold
for you here
undershirt, shirt,
sweater, coat
layers of a new life
that chills to the bone

In your village
everyone said hello
even with their
precariously built lives
crumbling around them
they walked out
of the rubble
and rescued
each other
and when you
felt invisible
they were there
wide eyed
blinking back
their own tears
mirroring you
and your sorrow

In your first
winter days
in New York
only the wind
witnesses your
pain and
gust by gust
tries to rip
you apart

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Leslie Dianne
is a poet,  novelist, screenwriter, playwright and performer whose work has been acclaimed internationally in places such as the Harrogate Fringe Festival in Great Britain, The International Arts Festival in Tuscany, Italy and at La Mama in New York City. Her stage plays have been produced in NYC at The American Theater of Actors, The Raw Space, The Puerto Rican Traveling Theater and The Lamb’s Theater.  She holds a BA in French Literature from CUNY and her poems have appeared in  Noctivant Press,  The Wild Word, Trouvaille Review, Flashes, Sparks of Calliope and The Elevation Review and are forthcoming in Sanjoko and The Bluebird Word. Her poetry was recently nominated for a Pushcart Prize.