Category: Poetry
when hope crawls away and you’re out of candles…
Oppression
..when we read stories …that not only plant imagery like wild seeds…but also have enough power…
Princess Evlette…for my granddaughter
shall we soak our truths in sunshine…
like heartbeats…your hospitality holds each moment…
when we gather as different colored teas…around the table of our futures…
i hope your laughter floats like bubbles…