Early a May morningI set into flight my childrenoff the side of the Sellwood bridge.
Two swan-dives down to the river bottom,my small dancers feather..
The half-turn of day floats the Pacificlike a buoy set ablaze.She fights the water like a fisherman's boatto stay afloatbefore the weight of evening's..
Across the street near the convenience storewherewe first noticed the peculiar man smilingwith coffee-staineddentureswho always
buys his newspapersfr..
I was the first girl in my grade schoolwho wore a bra- or at least who should have.In fifth grade, Aunt Renee bought me a 34-AI grew out of faster tha..
I know my father meant well when he made me promise never to bring home a black man. He told me never, Never love a n****r! He spat out the word in fr..
A day like this,Oh who am i to foolit's every day that's a day like this whenI want a man's loveand more.
I want all his loveand I've got to be his o..
Your metal cage rattlesfrom the snarl in your throatI kick at your doorwhen you snap at my feetFrom the snarl in your throatyour brindle hairs crawl f..