Poem by K.G. Munro

From The Bottom Of My Stomach

Each growl is a reminder of the state
That the economy is in lately
The rent and bills suck up most of the budget
Leaving very little change for food
As I sit on my couch imagining a bowl of ramen with bok choy
I shudder at the prospect of going hungry another day
As my hands shake from a lack of fuel
On TV, those with privilege lecture us to cut back
Yet gorge themselves on overpriced wine and beef
I’m sure that my stomach can survive on virtue signalling
Hunger solved, amen to the rich and elite,
As I search my couch for loose change
Praying that I have three dollars
To rid me of this stomach pain.

Bio: K.G. Munro is a poet and author who has been published in hundreds of journals across eight different countries. She is currently writing a novel and is about to release a poetry book.