This perfection found in a grasped hour in those impromptu, unshattered moments as time collides with harmony. And when I look will I find you…
This perfection found in a grasped hour in those impromptu, unshattered moments as time collides with harmony. And when I look will I find you…
We are lost in this land down from Farm to Market Road golden sinking slowness behind us approaching Saturday night at the cafe. Catfish, ice…
I found a wounded swallow battered from this world curled upon leaves of falsity fragile as it was chemistry thrown askew she had tried to…
Where does your poetry go when you wake unrested from a restless night does it rattle down that old road like a rusty car back…
Looking upward this morning that lingering, scheming white moon still hanging in the early sky with the sun just up competing for world dominion in…
If I fell through a wormhole I would land outside her window in midsummer breathe the smell of pomegranates ready for picking on that lopsided…
Lola was not 5 foot tall but she stood above everyone else I’ve met in this life Her parents, born in Florida grew up in…
I arrive finding you waiting on the steps your eyes smile at me my heart skates you stand and walk toward me I’ve waited a…
Old letters sometimes fall out as if sifted from the center of time itself words stare back from slanted sentences uttered by strangers from afar…
In the City
Published by broussardlana on July 28, 2016In the city that faith built life kneels in bent supplication then sometimes it crawls along dim alleys and treacherous roads where the disenfranchised gather…