If You Grew Up Where I Did
“If you grew up in the home I did, you would know love and compassion. You would have been held when you were sick, fed when you were hungry, and protected from things of which you were unaware.”
“If you grew up in the home I did, you would know love and compassion. You would have been held when you were sick, fed when you were hungry, and protected from things of which you were unaware.”
“Today is the day / that the lord hath made / Me into who I need to be / May tomorrow be the cold that shuns the soul / The distance between you and I / And know that a step is all but a risk for woe”
Every time you return, you will know where to go. On roads covered with dust / layers that settled from movement of machine and man . . .”
“No word is more inadequate than Love / To illustrate the concept it implies. / What eye can trace the intricacies of / An energy which all constraint defies?”
Sleepwalking Through the snow With my eyes closed My heart knows where to go Though yes I am moving slow Dragging my feet along the ice Barefooted Feels quite nice No thoughts in my head must keep pushing Till my …
“when apache women die, where do the stars go to mourn? all the truths of their heart tangled in beaded buckskin yellow paint stuck in back throat thunder strike match…”
In case you weren’t in Minneapolis, check out the final three rounds of this year’s AIHEC student conference poetry slam. Play video
“That little ball of dough, she flattens with her hand. Round and round she turns it, while heating up the pan.”
I am from pillow, From Bashas water and lice killing shampoo. I am from the dancing red wall valley as the sun moves rocks to rest. Humorous, mellow, the bird echoes of beauty the valley holds, where colors share their …