Poems from Lydia Echols
Dead Man, Dead Man
come alive
come alive when I say "five"
one, you betrayed me
two, you deserted me
three, you blamed me
four, you hurt...
I hold contempt for shopping,
I always buy much more than what is on my list.
When I go to the store for us,
instead of oranges, I bought...
The things I say about you in my mind are endless
good things
The things I say out loud are sweet
The thoughts inside my head
the ones...