Swollen tongues and bite marks Dented lips, chapped and flaking Skin falling like snowflakes: Confetti? Whose mother tongue is the top of this cluttered matriarchy? Woven walls wicked barriers Blocking words flung from mouths That never close. Breathe through your nose - Inhale...Exhale... Good. That's better! Walls tumble brick by broken brittle brick When we… Continue reading Language Barrier – a poem
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A Writer Be (poem)
Who are you If you can’t stitch sentences slowly With real intention and wonder? A world rife with the unfair and cruel Become words on my page. Awakened and raw They hold everything And nothing. Maybe my wants are too cruel, too Because how can I capture A memory? A place? A person? Isn’t it… Continue reading A Writer Be (poem)
S. R. Crawford 