Sunday poems

I just love poetry. However, it really has to pull me in pretty dang quick (short attention span, don’t you know). Here’s a few that I found today.

An open letter to my husband: A woman who feels desired is many things……

When I Born, I Black: When I born, I black
When I grow up, I black
When I go in Sun, I black…..

Coffee in the Afternoon: It was afternoon tea, with tea foods spread out
Like in the books, except that it was coffee……

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