If I spell my name in bruised melanin
and ink across this mud and breath
made flesh melt down these gold fillings
into an alphabet of love letters
would you recognize your reflection in me
From the collection Prayer Flag Poems. Posted by kind permission of the poet.
At first we just say flower. How thrilling it is to name. Then it’s aster….
Today I will praise. I will praise the sun For showering its light On this…
Of new spring leaves, maples in their budding greens, I sit on copper leaves of…
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