Longing for a moment of
Black joy I can wrap around me
And tuck under my feet
*
There’s a well somewhere
For those of us
Wanting to be well
Somewhere
*
Too much on the calendar
Too many reminders
So many tasks
All the breaths I take on a timer
*
I wanna go where that well is
Live a life
Leaned up against it
Leave behind the world
Against me
*
Damn
*
*
The tears are fallin…
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