My Mother’s Body
Family Fiction I came from my mother’s body. Not quickly, not easily, but violently. I punched the air and tore holes in the room with my vengeful war cry and trembling limbs. Covered...
Tagged: legacy
The Sojourner
Life Poetry Walking down this dusty road Shaped by those before me It crumbles behind face As I sojourn in this place Grassy lands begin to brown From under my bare feet Egressing...
Finally, a Will
Poem So childlike I can’t be like love, like that Strength, yes The heirlooms passed down from fathers To sons like sparks given to an anvil From hammers Greatness laughs As a child,...
Sunday Memories
Poem With tears in your eyes you told us stories about friendship, war, life and family. So we don’t forget, so you don’t forget your life that was already fading away. You came...
