Stormy

Family Feuds/ portraits

Feelings raging 
do not drive drunk

we kill cockroaches

heavy headed hearts loaded like led
dropped into the center o f the third ward/world

frayed caps cocked to the side
flannel shirts with shirts underneath
and black marks like ashes
flaking against tired skin

swirl of confusion
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t y p h o o n

hurling hurricanes

swiftly, 
s l o w l y 

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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