Ecotone
...Ecotone
I did not plant the prairie tickseed that appeared among
The cultivated flowers of my garden and quickly dominated.
It seemed to say, “We live, still!
My house sits in a tension zone...
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Categories:
encroachers, environment,
Form: Free verse
The Voice of My Ancestors
...Every morning
When I glance into the mirror
I look deep inside
Deeper than my subtly-thinning hair
Deeper than my raven beard
Deeper than my mocha complexion
Laden with marks
Of life's wear an...
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Categories:
encroachers, america, black african american,
Form: Prose
Spiders
...Creeping and crawling,
from the ceiling they're falling
on the bed they are sprawling.
Look how they run free,
they just want to get me.
Eight legged and hairy
disgusting so very.
I can't think I can...
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Categories:
encroachers, dark,
Form: Rhyme