These poems are vestiges of the poetry workshop:
“In the Market”
(Dedicated to Kayla Aldridge)
I grip the handles of the wheelchair
And push her through the flowing market
Each bump in the pavement
Traveling through the wheels and
Seeping into her body and
Along the handles and
Meeting my palms
Like some shared potent energy
And here is a family
And fish
And coffee
And lilies
And here we […]