Wednesday, April 25, 2018
Monday, April 2, 2018
short story slam week 87, april a to z, c is for Citizen of Texas
See what C work for you?
See what C can do for all?
cold feet on wooden floors
skip stones
beyond water's smooth skin
artists go blind
running among crowded streets
reading someone's tips
we sense the angry tone
we remove some thoughts tugged inside
sweeping a citizen of texas to my brain
my father
lost in missing documents
my mother
silence and burying fears
long before someone
know the soft dimple
in her brown bags
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