Poems from jenivasmithz
Brown Jug
Crash!
Two cars collide,
leaving nothing but aluminum accordions
and the ruins of extra metal.
Burnt rubber clings to the breeze...
A small adventure it was,
a mile journey.
On crumbling pavement,
carrying my sandals in my left hand.
Barefoot,
blisters forming,
small...
I am from plane rides at a week old,
from always knowing there was something
special about my family.
I am from always knowing I was...
A garden of white, bouquets of black and purple.
Black and purple
flowers that resemble her bruised memories.
A garden created of pathways...
Words flow quickly from her singing mouth,
as her hair was carried by a soft breeze.
“You think you own whatever land
you land on, the...