so let me in /and give me the furthest seat / from the stage

so let me in

i held it with no breath to speak of as if a thought of her could save me from an ashtray of alleys, and a nightmare of evenings that end in breakfasts of eggs in a single seat.

aren’t you sad you have no voice, she asked no voice you call your own.

and I called her up and told her in borrowed words i only ever wanted in.

so let me in. and give me the furthest seat from the stage so i can whisper, because all i need is to whisper and to boom

i held it in so to speak because my voice, you should know by now - it carries


Mila (Jacob Stetser)

Mila is a writer, photographer, poet & technologist.

He shares here his thoughts on Buddhism, living compassionately, social media, building community,
& anything else that interests him.

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