Turns out I didn’t need to be there, in the room to know you had left us. I felt your slowing in my own body, like a clock slowing down and down hands coming to a stop – time still. Crawling onto the couch, curling…

 A simple meal Reminds me of early days Uncomplicated mornings Simple as oats   Pour, mix, stir, and wait Nothing else Straightforward meal Simple as oats   Here I am preparing oatmeal My mother’s breakfast Unsophisticated woman Simple as oats   I miss her so…

I knew Lucy since she was yay little A demon in human form she’d always been With her crafty smiles and her thoughts frothing with trickery Our family never took much heed of Lucy’s many mischiefs Caught up in their own business, they let her be She repressed…

What more do you seek? There’s sun and hope for you. Go, find your own path!                    a haiku by Nancy Ann Smith

Yellow hues Fluttering about Controlled by her motion   She is her skirt’s muse As she skips in the rain Causing a beautiful commotion  

Consider this a rough draft. An hour was not enough. After Grandpa Died We found the newspaper clipping in his wallet, yellowed, creased, from a time when mixed race women of African descent were called mulatto wenches. The story? Three women sold? How does this…

  time to refresh, breathe through a homemade squeezed watermelonrich in red with white seeds, be careful not to swallow any seeds. May grow a watermelon tree inside. As the myth is told to children. watermelon…a heavy fruit yet like the 90% water we containthis…

When you speak there is poison pouring from your lips.

The Treasure It was in the soft moonlight in the after hours of her job where he came by her office and said his ‘good morning’ even though it was still dark she wanted him to be honest because she knew this one thing he…

Pug poems. 1.Pug Face Have you ever noticed The disturbing resemblance Between a pug And a Toby jug? I think it’s a case Of the squashed face And buttoned nose. Well .. anything goes, But I’d bet on the pug Against the Toby jug All…