© Gerry Gomez
My Lungs Feel Like Sunlight
by Marisa Gutierrez
The depths of blue swallowed
despair and joy, as if it were all the same drink,
but I only saw what I feared.
What a difference to feel the soil
underneath my nails, to smell
the breath of life that blows from every direction
and whispers “there is more.”
The clouds say, “We are here,” and the rain doesn’t hurt.
I feel myself forming into the mold of everything around me, fitting perfectly.
Freer than I once was, and there is still more sight to gain,
to dance with.
Bio
Marisa Gutierrez is studying Psychology and Creative Writing at Santa Barbara City College. She studied music for six years and sang in venues including Carnegie Hall in New York City and Louise M. Davies Symphony Hall in San Francisco. In the future, she hopes to incorporate writing, music, and animals in therapy for people who have experienced trauma.
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