February 2020

Ballad

The Turkish carpet lay across the uneven floorboards that night, Whorls of brocade that gleamed in the distance spiraled to faded gold. My heel caught on the raised stitch and I stumbled. You caught me and led me in a slow dance to the rhythm of a ballad, That could have been a battle hymn […]

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Fortress

Fortress I don’t trust. It has nothing to do with you. It has nothing to do with our time together on this earth. My heart is a fortification confining the transgressions of generations, detaining their retributions from rampaging across the sugar cane fields, or scorching the newly bloomed hibiscus flowers, tearing the wings off hummingbirds,

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