Poem: To My Sister

  To my sister Who feels like she has just woken up Half-past “too-late” On the timeline of everyone else’s Expectations Somehow she’s not rested though Her muscles and her min…

Poem: Move

Blood boiling No Churning in my veins Over and over inside and out Gut squeezed Lungs caved They’re back The Nazis are back. Truth be told they’d never Left But here they are in open daylight Angry ey…