Form by Jennifer Espinoza

"the earth became my mother"

Form

by Jennifer Espinoza

I don’t need a job
I need money 
Nobody understands the difference anymore
I went hungry as a child
My shoes worn down
            to holes
               through which 
          the earth became my mother
I don’t need a partner 
I need love
I don’t need freedom
I need room
A room
        small room 
           with walls to beat
       and beat and beat and beat
              against my working body  
       until I am free

First published in lofi magazine, 2026.