Friday, October 5, 2018

Crown of Leaves ("Inktober" poem #1)

She came to me with swollen bellies crying "mama said I swallowed a pumpkin seed"
and orange hands shakily held fallen leaves,
Like bare feet that slowly tiptoed upon us-
she came softly with cold embraces that rained somber laughter,
tired breaths on shaky lungs here after.
her name tasted like sacred hieroglyphs that made my virgin sinner tongue bleed
Autumn, was a lost queen.