Corner of 23rd & BluesA Poem by Tinasha LaRayé in response to a memorial jazz jam for a fellow songbird gone home too soon - killed by a drunk driver...
& it wasn't what I'd thought it'd be
everyone
sitting around
soaking in her memory
drinking in the melodies
of blues & jazz
& sorrow
the pain heavy
but the silence
heavier
hanging in the pinging conversations
irrelevant to the situation
& rank with alcohol
breath strong from alcohol
the murderer welcomed in
& given a spot at the table
Damn memories
why do you hurt so bad?
© 2010 Tinasha LaRayé |
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Tinasha LaRayéOKAboutI am because my mother birthed me my father planted me my God created me. Life has unfolded for me in 29 chapters so far with two brothers a smile and a few good memories to show for it. I am because .. more..Writing
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