COMMUNION
Step. Cool earth cradles my skin, each pebble a syllable, inscribing messages to my sole. Step. The hum of the ground murmurs, “Come closer. Feel the pulse of the Maker,…
Yaa Walker
WHO AM I BENEATH THIS GIVING?
Am I a tiny seed, buried under helping hands, growing sideways, hiding from the sun? Am I a stitch—pulled tight, holding others’ pieces together, coming loose only when no one…
THE LAST BORN CREED
I carry more than I should, my heart heavy with what others call love how can I drop what they call love? Still, I wonder: if I learn to say…
MAA, WHAT WILL WE EAT?
The bread didn’t come today. They say the price rose with the sun again. Will Papa bring something home? Papa’s out chasing coins that slip through his fingers like rain.…
WORSHIP
As I speak my mother tongue, nothing holds me back home. And like the awakening percussion from the drums playing, the pledge of the land’s diversity makes me stand in…
LOUD ON THIS JOURNEY
In this atmosphere, I am the one to find. The darkest sphere shows I’m on my way. Home is in my heart, not where everyone claims it to be. I’m…
SIMPLE SONG OF THE BARREN
Whenever I sit and look closely at myself, Every moment draws me closer. Honestly, I am deranged, but not yet. On my left shoulder, I place my right arm. Do…
METAPHORS OF HEART
Grant us Clay! To sculpt our love beneath the cloud’s For who’s to say what form’s preferred. To those without the artist’s brush Might craft a tale from a different…
NORTHERN CLEAN UP
In a little tent up north, I sleep bare, wrapped in half-darkness, alone with my thoughts. Change hangs like a gentle weight, a struggle sometimes, like youth unsure of its…
AN UNFORGIVING HUNGER I
There is hunger- A vicious, unforgiving hunger It’s not that I don’t fantasize about theft also, or dream of breaking the law, or slipping into the shadows, joining the darkness…
