Dropped from the sky, a lover with forbidden tendencies
As injustice reigns like red acid sun drops
ripping a fiery burn through an open dark grey umbrella,
as a face underneath peaks out…
the rain clouds give way to old memories of a girl’s childhood
Brooklyn Day
dentists with free toothbrushes
and mom.
Smiles grow into fears grow into pain into sores into death
into traveling into moving away into eyes averting when tears bleed
but - when its time to move back into life and walk, walk , walk
like a newborn baby learning, stumbling, crying, starting,
a young girl turns into a woman
her white feathered wings extend, flap, flutter, open, gather wind
swirl like a tornado, and dust soars.
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