Sunshined hope spills between fingers,flavouring now withexperiences of eonsabsorbed from rootscocooned in the communal…
a one line poem inspired by this prompt by Zev for Chalkboard
We hang out togetherpure and bastard breedswalking parallel linesalong the streetseach one marking their own spotswith a drop of pee…
Crown of the headby virtue of spinecast out through sit bones — my being, a witness to the egoand Its…
Alas, the towering tree
Would never bend down to smile at its roots —
The ones who upheld its very existence
In all its grandeur
I root for you, you pull for meImmigrant roots strengthen our tree…
Bumped into old friend.Say hello, nod silently — Or just look away?