NOVEMBER 3RD

by Austin Davis




America is tired. 


We’re a colony of ants

who’ve stopped in a pothole


on this long road ahead

to eat the bread crumbs off our backs.


Tonight I hope for hope.


I don’t know what the next

morning will bring


but if we wake up to a sky full of clouds,


I hope we’ll still remember

that this sun of ours isn’t going anywhere


and neither are we. 



Austin Davis is a poet and student activist currently studying creative writing at ASU and leading a homeless outreach program in Phoenix. Austin is the author of The World Isn’t the Size of Our Neighborhood Anymore (Weasel Press, 2020) and Celestial Night Light (Ghost City Press, 2020).

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