Monthly Archives: July 2017
Sunny Side
I step off the downtown bus In humid, too-hot-for-spring heat. I remember when I first moved To this side of town and Put a bridge between my geography. Here, lines of skateboarders And littered trails by the river, Buildings … Continue reading
The Night Before
Each day grows more and more like yesterday A swollen sunshine beating down on us Making me sweat with the anticipation, The hope, That I might finally melt away. Hand in hand, I give each of you a finger … Continue reading
I Am Your Monsoon
Here is art, Filling the air Inhaled by sick lungs Yours and mine. Here is an aura, My feet are chasing Pounding pavement carelessly. I stand, a witness to your boyhood A jury to watch growing pains, Shaving nicks, and … Continue reading
Bleached
Grinning with new teeth (3 shades lighter than last week) Bared, ready To tear throats from necks, Lettuce leaves from dainty salad forks Keeping my shaking legs steady Beneath the skirt of my White, eyelet dress. When my room … Continue reading
No New Goodbye
When there is No new goodbye, Only soft, sweet greeting, Finally, will there be A safe place to land. I haven’t fallen, Though I have stumbled down stairs And into open doorways. Tripping turned sprinting I’ve made a cardio … Continue reading
DTJ or Broadcasts from Locker Room
Even the postman stopped To scratch his head and say He’d uh thought that We’d uh fought a war. I didn’t mean to disappoint That dear old boy As he handed me a postcard, With a few lines, “Wish I … Continue reading
White Girl Poetry 