Poems from jfranklin01
A crowd at the capital.--- Looking up.
Backlit from the sun. The son was floating
down slowly upon America in
full view. Knowing somehow...
Lying in bed restless. Heart pounding, head
Pulsing, body motionless and breathless.
Passing in and out of consciousness as
time stretches...
In
the
window
Waiting
Waiting
For...
Someone is in the backyard.
I struggle to hold my phone.
I speed in the driveway to see
Someone is in the backyard.
My brother was home...
Squinting through the holes of the mask,
the Veil, our people's pasts blinding
our sight to see our right to be
apart of something in...