Jonathan Ned Katz: "What Was It Like Then?" (poem), February 28, 2011

What was it like then?

Fear

common as day;

Self-hate

predictable as night;

Isolation

natural as water;

Guilt

sharper than a razor;

Shame

regular as breath;

Emptiness

palpable as thirst;

Yearning

ordinary as hunger.

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