Fear
beneath the waves
I am not terrified of the dark. I do not know if the arms of God would hold me like poetry has done every time my floater resurfaces as I spiral beneath the waves. When I break, does God break too? Why must I do all the breaking alone? Look at all the healing […]
A Little Deeper & Other Poem
I it all started with a white school teacher locking her grade 5 pupils inside a classroom a black boy in a corner breathing slowly deeply by the strength of his own legs frantically climbing attempting to escape by way of the classroom window, possessed by the fight or flight drowning […]