Newsfeed is on fire Awaiting an answer Everyone busting out of icons
The thought of you is a force all its own.
My android is wide eyed 4A is cool With the lingering steam
The bottle is full. My glass is always drinking.
From the rice and beans on the stove The baby is growling like a lion But I can barely focus
Take these mangled, mauled vines. Remind them why They will reach.
Even glasses can’t help four eyes to focus Eagle peering simply at this screen Waiting Hoodia covering curious brown skin
We deepen our roots. Head tilts from shoulder toward you Nectar me something sweet like sunrise yawns flowers’ mouths wide open bloom like morning,
Eagle peering on purpose Even though he should have flow away He stayed Following when he wasn’t invited Organizing onesies from zero to nine months Pacifiers sanitized for soothing Taking a dab of baby magic Onto my Palm to get used to What he will smell like
I Only Have Sap For You by Annette Estevez
part me open from this dirt I’ve crawled into.
Sterile air the child if white noise Not guilty His mother The tears I can’t hold back
Oh, how you make death a living thing.
Something in my spirit exploded Like gun shots to his skin His mother Will only have this blood stained goodie yelling between tears to my seeds father She’ll never see her son again
Not Guilty
by Tina G.
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