Poems

Poem

It was the summer

when Now and Laters

 

cost a nickel

and The Fantastic Four,

 

a buck.

When I met

 

Harriet Tubman

Red Cherry Red
Poem

I was born with a map of Australia on my face;
it was beautiful, my mother told me – 
there was nobody like me in the whole wide world
who could trace the edges of down under