Poems from tueller42

Let's Change.
Japanese bombers. Hijab in the airport. Black man with a Gun. Images conjure fear. But shouldn't. Let's change things. Let's change fear...
Leaking Poems
The swinging of the swing hits the mental wall that hold in feelings and all at once slowly it breaks leaking color leaking words leaking...
Tag Sestina
At the playground the kids climb up the slide, glide down the pole, dart across the bridge, and drop off the monkey bars while playing...
This Is Where I Fit
Turns Always Go Clockwise Four sisters spread of the floor, the shapes in their order It works. Clockwork. We play. Letters align, make...