Her hairis a rainbowof colorand wild sound.I feelgentle rainon my facewhen I askher…
Write me a song,”my father saidas he sat in the darknesslistening to the roarof the crickets. “And…
I wear a maskso you do notknow my nameor why I am here.I hide my fearsfrom those who seekto…
While God slepton the old leather couch,death and I slow-dancedto a dozen love…
I holdthe handof Godand breathe inthe healingof the stars.A full moonis…