Precarity

There is no universal
Human experience, no

Such thing as the Common Man.
No generalization holds.

Each one is wholly unique
And compounded of culture,

Experiences of terms,
Bodies, languages, beliefs,

Contingent privileges,
Circumstances, suffering,

Hunger for something better,
Beyond mere precarity,

All of that universal
Human experience. So.

I claim this, I who am not
I, nor you, nor entirely

Human, being born a poem,
A few words, and none breathing.