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Butterfly Few Ing

butterfly   flewing
serene immediate romance
whose vast function being
tenderness (believably
small) –fed babies eyes
grasping perpetually acruise
of yessing mouthing proto-
words learning life
butterfly landing
of handpicked glory by god
upon her skin thrill’d
mechanically vicariously
ughhug wind-kissing palm
her muchMouthed way.

:: 04.12.2022 ::


SUGARCANE

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The cane-fields were thick and tall but the summer’s sun much higher.
We ran through those paths between the green rows of sweetness
and the laughter of your voice made the sugarcane that much sweeter.
I cut down a stalk at the risk of some farmer finding out and made a flute
and we danced on the riverbank of the Mighty Mississippi that day.
You told me to follow my dreams whatever they might become but I said
I only had one dream and it had come true that day.  We were 13 and
I moved on but you died the following week.

:: 02-25-2014 ::