For the First Words Spoken after a Long Silence


after Terrance Hayes’s lines:
sing until our blood is jazz,
we swing from June to June

Our skin is too tight. We need to sing,
our spirits folded into cranes, until
we can no longer stop our
words from spilling like blood, Continue reading

A Poem Just For Me

Early Morning Decisions
The weather is just right
Birds sing and birds feed
As the steam of your tea
Tells you to read
For the creation of others
Inspires you to look…
Read the rest here.
by AmandWrites
Notes: Written just for me, with a brief comment. Isn’t she a star? Stop by and check her out, and maybe she’ll write a poem just for you!