Tonka Truck I saved up my allowance(wrinkled grey and white onescrisp pink and red twos…wishing fora brisk blue five) and yearned forgarage-sale saturdays, for usednovels, torn-cornered and spinecrusted, for Barbie clothes and singleplastic white heels with the toesteeth-marked, for marbles and micro-machines, for slinkies and stickers:I wasn’t looking for the truck. Bright yellow metal, as… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 5
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POEM A DAY – January 4
This poem is inspired by this photo...an ekphrastic endeavour. Black & White Moment There’s a dog-chewed black and white photo of meTaped to the corner of the desktop computer My Zia’s head is mostly devouredOne eye, a nose, a chin She’s tall, wearing a polyester dressPatterned in floating branch bunches in watercolour swathes A long… Continue reading POEM A DAY – January 4
Oops, I did it again
https://media.giphy.com/media/loFkgbqCLQjSQFC4ja/giphy.gif The iconic Britney Spears. I wish that my 'oops, I think I did it again'-ing was anything like Spears' love song. I wish I had the balls to wear that hot red red one-piece suit! No, my oops-ing, as I'm learning, has to do with well...a coping mechanism I taught myself when I was… Continue reading Oops, I did it again
Poem 287 – I want to tell you
I want to tell you I want to tell you, it’s gonna be okay. I know you need to hear these words. I know you don’t believe them, most of the time. I know you let them fall to your feet into a puddle of muddy weather leftovers you avoid. Did you know you used… Continue reading Poem 287 – I want to tell you
VANESSA SHIELDS 
