When he asked me why I had not spoken
with the others when ‘it’ happened,
I told him that I did not wish to wear
my allegiance as a shirt;
I did not wish to make mine dirty.
And he called me a coward,
but I am here, clean
in all that really matters.
Andrew Venegas
San Jose
SJSU
poetry
A drawer to put my thoughts in.
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