Our Sentence



Can I really blame you?

Because, honestly,

I’ve done my dirty work, too.

I’ve played a few games

and rattled some cages,

while you were right there,

pretending not to care.

And, when you did the same,

I had to take a step back

and look at everything

for what it was.

But maybe

I looked too hard.


my pride became my eyes.

What I do know,


is I’m too unemotional for my own good.

I was stoic,

while you tried to get a reaction.

But I wasn’t about to provide

any more action,

so I stayed calm, cool, and collected.

So much

that even they bought it.


the ones who know me the best.

And now we’re both

in our own separate cages.

The same ones we locked ourselves in.

Just hanging from the ceiling,

trying to swing toward something,

but still too afraid to drop to the ground.


Sometimes I wish I wasn’t so unemotional

and you weren’t such an instigator.

But that’s what we are.

One of us has to make a change

and, when we do,

maybe we’ll find the key

that will set us both free.



About Tatiana Figueroa Ramirez

Born in Puerto Rico and raised in the mainland United States, I graduated with a B.A. in English Literature from the University of Maryland, Baltimore County (UMBC) and am a 2016 VONA Voices Alumna. I currently perform spoken-word in the greater Washington D.C. area and have previously performed in Philadelphia, Miami, and the Dominican Republic. Most recently, I have been published in Public Pool, Spillwords, and The Acentos Review, and Here Comes Everyone: East & West Issue.

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