i know maya’s cage how one move toward the latch rattles the rails, too stiff to bend for the soloist. but long rusted iron can’t stop the breath of life song building strength and determined to live beyond the walls built to contain the shame that never be- longed to her. the bird watched andContinue reading “uncaged”
i told the trees a secret still lush from summer still green with naivete you will break apart again just like every fall just until you think you’ll die but when the last of winter ebbs you’ll be standing your arms raised high and bare in victory so don’t be afraid of change like theContinue reading “stand: an autumn poem”
honk honk honk honk hurry gaggle after gaggle bleat rushing over our home in a flurry where where where where tell me over and over i gape wondering beneath them, can i follow?