are you satisfied with your smallness?

i eat cold green olives by the fistful
restless as sirens

wail out the window at the furrowed brow
of clouds stacking into thunder

loud as my mind of letters
unfinished mouthful

possibility of sea
that i could drive there if necessary

a kind of lifeline
like the lightning cracking blue

veins across the sky
it is a relief to feel consumable

my pen pal waits for a response from a cell
smaller than a horse stable

the storm eyeing me asking

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Patrycja Humienik, daughter of Polish immigrants, is a writer and performer from Chicago, currently based in Seattle. Her poetry is featured/forthcoming in Passages North, BOAAT, Southeast Review, Poetry Northwest, Four Way Review, Palette Poetry, Redivider, and elsewhere. A recent semi-finalist for the 92Y Discovery Prize, she is working on her first book of poems, Anchor Baby. Find Patrycja on twitter @jej_sen.