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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hurling hurricanes
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Copyright © Rhea Daniel Dear | Year Posted 2007
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