Verlecia Fields Poet Bio

Dirtiest Old Used New Washer

it is the third month of the year
a cool and twitchy twenty-eight days 
have past (pass) and gone a wrong (array)
twenty-seventeen, this the year of a understanding 
of what i can (could) not say 
but enterprise is not my fortune
for often others have been and molded 
my reality into shapes of unwanted fate
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------                  Dirtiest Old Used New Washer
  
it is the third month of the year
a cool and twitchy twenty-eight days 
have past and gone array
twenty-seventeen, this is the year of a understanding 
of what i cannot say 
but enterprise is not my fortune
for often others have molded 
my reality 
into shapes of unwanted fate

(fixed? 5-3-2017 wed)

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Street Cries April 2, 2017 at 10:22 AM Very nice ink Verlecia Fields November 14, 2019 at 11:14 PM Thank you = 11/14/2019 Also, my apologies for the slow reply!??