by David Lucas

Days away from then, 
the sticks beneath your skin
quiver at the disquietude;
the tremors that come to greet 
a bounded consciousness.
The only act of war that can be enacted
is drowning in a bath of pale cells
despondent with wretched marrow.
Asking only
in desperate breaths
to rip through the earth
and glide upon the air
going up and away to seize fire.
David Lucas is a poet from Youngstown, Ohio. As a child, David was diagnosed with ADHD and has lived with constant anxiety and distraction all his life. However, he considers his ADHD to be a massive boon in his writing, allowing his mind to be whimsical and aloof in its pursuit of poetic truth.
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Barking Sycamores is a literary journal entirely edited and operated by queer neurodivergent people of color. We publish poetry, artwork, short fiction (beginning with Issue 3), creative nonfiction (beginning with Issue 8), and hybrid genre work (beginning with Issue 9) by emerging and established neurodivergent writers as well as essays on neurodiversity and literature and book reviews (beginning with Issue 10).

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