Space for Love

January 22, 2020

There is no space for love

between words of rage,

no space for ‘I’m sorry, you’re right’

or ‘I made a mistake,’

no space for ‘come back home.’


There is no space for honesty

between the lies to protect

the lies, and there is no space

for openness when all of the

doors keep slamming shut.


There is no space for kindness

when those who need it most

are shoved underneath us

on our way to get shit done—

‘Lead, or get out of the way!’

‘Don’t you know I’m fighting for you?!’


There’s no space for love from the

face-down-on-the-asphalt

position — no space for a

deep breath and an ‘I’ll be OK’

if you’d only help me up.


There is no space for love

in a world that’s got a lot more

important things to do than listen

to someone who’s been beaten

and broken more times than you.

What do they know?


There’s no space for love when

we respond to others’ hurt to

save ourselves instead of the world —

no space for love between the

shouting of our collective indignation.


There is no space for love

until we make space for love

until we make room to breathe

when we open our mouths, and

not just speak our minds.


There’s no space for love when

we want to save people just to

make them less ‘them’ and more ‘us’

wearing shirts that say across

our chests: ‘Do Good.’


There is no space

for love

when the poems we write

late at night

have more heart than we do.


There’s no space for love when

people no longer wish to be the

change they wish to see,

and poets and artists cease to

create the world anew. Tell me,

will we make space for love

after this war ends, when it’s

no longer Us against Them, and

you against me, because I’d rather

just be with you. You know,

Us against Them is a ruse.


When will we make space for love?


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