The process of healing.
“An inverse kiss / never to live / well and cheaply / or together”
“Where sons grow like sugarcane, feed us the sweet sap of their bones.”
A poem on self-care.
“Women can’t speak the spoken word from their soul.”
A short poem.
“in the sweetness / of the long train down from Yonkers, / thin, crimson socks pressed between flat and fitted sheet,”
“my soul is like the saline sea / and i feel sea sick”
“How did you inherit their shame? How did you inherit his guilt?”
“They say we have an accent on our lips / They don’t know its our secret dance..”