Flat tire the pop sound was hollowlike a giant pulling the inside of his cheekwith his two fingers – the car tirepuncturedthen thwhawp-thwhawp-thwhawp a flappinglike the throat of a mainsail caught in a bitter wind I pulled the car overrelieved a side street was availablefor sanctuary to inspect the damageit was easy to spot –… Continue reading Poem 179 – Flat Tire & TONIGHT AT 8PM INSTAGRAM LIVE EVENT!
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Poem 178 – wind in maples
wind in maples the maple leaves are tiredtheir tips turned in to funnel the windthe wind that hasn’t quit for daysit’s exhausting – all that swayingall that noisethe out-of-control of it all they have been bowing down for hoursreaching for the moist earth for somethingto hold onto other than themselves in pauses between gustsI can… Continue reading Poem 178 – wind in maples
Poem 175 – History’s Elegy
History’s Elegy history reveals itself skinless dirt-smearedviolently deepyet never unawareof its voice things buried growseepspeaka languagetongued by shadow history reveals skin
VANESSA SHIELDS 