My foremothers Burned. But before, they brewed A bubbletoilingtrouble In me. A cauldron of calcitrated boils Venom Vitriol And the heart of men's abuse— Blackest bauble— In me. My foremothers burned And burn
I took a drive the night 2020 ended. I had taken several drives before this. When the world went quiet--or at least quarantined, since many of us did not go gentle into that
But I love him for his attitude. Really, he’s a bit of a punk, picking fights all the time, usually fights he can’t win. But he fights for a reason, and he never compromises on that.
Blacker than the River Styx Dark, in daylight flies; Moonless night, flitting, winks,Glossy to the eyes But -