Poems from NeedsJesus
bathroom lights wash out signs of age
on a dryer-wrinkled white tee, your
sticky fingers fumbling
with the fuzz on your head, she
always...
give me thirty seconds,
just to get reconnected,
open my mouth wide, lose my words, cervical plexus,
losing breath, that's my nerves, ...
My broken family
Started break, break, breaking
With broken blood vessels under the tearless eyes
Of the woman I called mama.
Four years,...
I am incapable of self-identifying.
Everything I'd claim, you'd think I'm lying.
How can I say I am "made in America,"
when I am a...