VOWS

When you
spread your
Blackberry jam
All over me

Only will I be
Your sweet
Honey be
Joy Carter Wilson

MY BIGGEST BONE of CONTENTION

Usually,
Bones of contention
Can be picked
Without gnawing
Down to the marrow
But I wonder about the bones of the beast
How many teeth
Would I have to lose
Before gnawing down
To the marrow of
RACISM'S bones

Joy Carter Wilson

UPROOTED CHILD

When
feet were spawn
in Georgia clay
I never thought
until this day
that I would be
a rollin' stone

Joy Carter Wilson

Copyright 1999
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