Poetry

…transitions in sand…

sandstorms
…i find myself

….caught….

….in…

intersections

…..of….

…thoughts …

criss crossing like…

…palm trees in sand

storms…

questioning

…HOW?

to…look …the part ..act

the part be the part…when

sand…

storms from…

…sand boxes howl like hyenas

“you are only an 8 year old

monkey girl …dingle

dangling

from

a

jungle gym…what do you know about anything?”

…so…

i tremble

at

stop signs…

…flood the ignition with…

…jingle

jangle tunes and …

…with

eyes wide open…

…drop…

like ripe olives…

…to stronger hands

than my …

own

 

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