good m(ourning)

I was walking down the street,

cosplaying as my usual self,

when someone said

“Good mo(u)rning!” in passing.

How did they know

to praise me for sobs well done?

How did they know

where to uncover me in broad daylight?

How did they know

I am grief’s understudy?

This poem appeared in on a date with disappointment by Najya Williams, published by Button Poetry, 2025. (Available direct from Button Poetry • Also on: Amazon • Bookshop)

źródło: Read A Little Poetry

10.09.2026

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good m(ourning)

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