Seeing in the Dark

Seeing in the Dark

This grassy blackness feels fibrous under the fingers. It reaks of old things, but now the perspective sees fertile soil. I wish and wonder while my fingers wander into this ground. This is a draft. I am a first round. Maybe a second or even a third. Who knows? But...
A Little Quantum Time

A Little Quantum Time

Quickening hope and joy But nostalgia hugs and holds on A beautiful time to look Back Forward At your feet At your path quickening hope and joy Stones of remembrance weigh on the heart As the battle rages on the field And new life prepares in the womb Legacy looms...
Burning Stones

Burning Stones

There will always be fires And There will be stones Consider: Sometimes it burns only on the surface heat and hurt but nothing lasting foolish almost to give too much weight to that pain so gone so yesterday so eons ago as you build or are built And sometimes it melts...
Rain. Rest. War.

Rain. Rest. War.

The rain fell like suicide soldiers I felt alone and afraid Covered in blood Not water But I see this truth Hard like sunshine She is a fighter As am I In the wake of the truth of my battles I had to let go of much Thoughts meant to obfuscate Needless There are...
Wakanda is the New Chemo

Wakanda is the New Chemo

She wished for red and black lines, made of government confidential ink She wished for hair follicles pushing through, and energy, and warmth That kind of art takes a while They don’t tell you about the minutes How can they? But my Mom’s a queen and a...