The directness of this piece: The directness of this piece makes the emotion real. You let the outrage and heartbreak speak plainly, and the acrostic gives the message a strong backbone.
I like how you frame the: I like how you frame the State of the Union as a crossroads — ‘make or break time’ — and let the acrostic carry that momentum. The tone stays sharp and focused throughout.
This reads like a vision of: This reads like a vision of possibility — bright imagery, open pathways, and a voice that leans into hope. The structure and rhythm give it a ceremonial feel.
This piece speaks straight to: This piece speaks straight to the fight in a person. I like how you turn doubt into fuel and remind the reader that rough seasons don’t last forever.
The way you build the poem: The way you build the poem through repetition, praise language, and strong imagery creates a clear sense of devotion. The structure and tone stay consistent from start to finish.
You captured the weight of: You captured the weight of living through a crisis we never asked for. The fear, the uncertainty, the prayer at the end — it all lands with real honesty.
This reads like a soft: This reads like a soft unraveling, the kind you only notice in the quiet. The sensory details make the heartbreak feel real and close.
I like how you make time feel: I like how you make time feel human — gears turning, hearts driving the motion, love setting the pace. The imagery is warm and grounded, especially that scene beneath the stars.
The way you tie the fading: The way you tie the fading light to self‑awareness is powerful. Those quiet moments between sunset and dawn really do reveal where we stand.
The repetition of aiming high: The repetition of aiming high but landing two feet away says everything. It’s a powerful portrait of someone fighting gravity they don’t want to admit is there.
The imagery is powerful —: The imagery is powerful — dust over the eyes, kicked under the dresser, the sudden shift from being wanted to being overlooked. You captured that kind of loss with real clarity.
This reads like the moment: This reads like the moment you realize something can’t be rebuilt, no matter how hard you chase it. The minimal lines make the emotion even sharper.
You captured the weight of: You captured the weight of inheritance — how land, power, trauma, and blame get passed down whether we want them or not. A strong, necessary reflection.
The satire cuts clean in this: The satire cuts clean in this one. The way you show the media swooning over power while ignoring the damage behind it is sharp and unsettling
Thank you for taking the time: Thank you for taking the time to read it. Jessie Trice’s work shaped healthcare for so many families here in Miami, and her story deserves to be remembered. I’m glad the poem opened that door for you.