Is pain her lifelong purpose?
Momma calls me to her room,
She tells me she’s afraid she won’t be here
To protect me, to shield me from
The blows, the screams, the endless pain
She says I must try to endure
Like she did in her marriage, in vain because
That’s all she knows
Her bruises are…
Through the storm
I walked
Two hours every day,
The sky wept, the sun blazed,
Through rain that soaked my soul,
And the heat that dried my dreams,
I walked.
The weight of my dream was heavier than the backpack I carried,
My feet blistered, my heart bruised,
Yet each step whispered:
“Keep going, don’t quit”
Four years in the…
Mama feared the river for what it took; I loved it for what it carried away.
The river knows my name. It has whispered it since I was a child, its voice curling through the reeds, dancing over the rocks, and sinking into the depths where secrets sleep. The current…
It seemed like it the other noon,
Heat’d by the sun,
Slapp’d by the winds.
The ocean,
A few flirts.
From suns to heatwaves,
Waves to winds,
Winds to evolution of creations,
Nothing against time can make a difference.
Pluck’d, out of place,
The conceited, boring acquaintances
As the sides of a two-day rose flower,
Growth and death,
All in none.
How do…
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