
The Senegal Parrot by Alejandra Olmedo
Her beauty unnoticed
By her quiet demeanor.
Everyday asking herself,
To be ostentatious.
She yearns to be something,
She is not,
A confident cockatoo.
Squawk with abandon.
To be unshackled with the
Burden of measuring her chirps.
To screech until she regurgitates
But her nature is to measure her chirps,
Whistle with purpose
Not to endlessly squawk.
For the sake of it.
Squawking with nothing of value.
She opens her beak,
To squawk at the top of her lungs,
But only a faint whimper emanates
Tears streaming down,
She can’t change who she is
She can’t change her nature
She accepts who she is,
And finds peace in her song
To whistle serenely,
But confidently in her inner sanctum
Alejandra Olmedo is a Mexican-American writer, photographer, and graphic designer based in California. She gravitates towards unseen and unheard perspectives.