"Poetry is the way we help give name to the nameless so it can be thought. The farthest horizons of our hopes and fears are cobbled by our poems, carved out of the rock experiences of our daily lives" - Audre Lorde |
Year: 2010
As I stood in my driveway...
For my Big Sister Eirisa
To You Sunshine...
I strip my clothes of and reminisce
Of my awful past of yesterday...
I wake up on Valentines Day morning
No feelings of Love in the atmosphere...
Two sisters pried apart from each other
Separated by thousand miles of sea...
One thing I never understood is "time."
Why we can't turn it back, why we can't slow it...
You're the one thing that can't be resolved.
The one person who ruptured my heart to break...
Clouds overlap resembling tidal waves rolling
into shore; sounds erupt from the belly of the...
It's been two months...
and I didn't find you worthy enough to pen into...
I am not a mother,
though I birth poetry as a result...