Poems from WhiteWolfPoetry
Twisted pointing fingers
disable any defense.
My ancestors decisions were not mine
but I carry their mistakes on my back.
To be white is...
Needle threaded
Heart pounding
I create a story.
Beading beads
Choosing colors
I create another world.
Three seeds
One string
I create a...
I am from a willow tree.
I am from a hollow of leaves.
I am from a crawling creek,
whose legs stretch on forever.
From seekers and...
College is cuffed
to a broken bank.
We starve to stand as equals
in an increasing unequal unity.
To change we must look at the cost
of...
Suicide is a harsh reality.
Its not cut and clean like peeling off a band-aid.
Its like stealing someone's heart
and throwing a dart
until...