Fragility is the theme and I managed to get the poem down to eight words. As always I dedicate my poem to those came before and struggled for just the dream of a better life.
Yesterday I was teaching a poetry workshop and a young girl’s poem about being Black broke my heart. I remember being her age and living with a similar pain. Yesterday was cathartic.
I wish I could paint……..but words find me and they bleed on paper.
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