RootingA Poem by MiriamMBThere's a black crow in my throat cawing omens
he's saying there's trouble in my fledgling roots he wants me to open my eyes
when I do, the flowers that line my spine are tight with blood
I've been rooting in a boneyard.
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Added on September 7, 2013 Last Updated on September 7, 2013 Author
MiriamMBDenver, COAboutI write, and I want a place to share my poetry, read other people's poetry and learn to grow as a writer. I want to write on more than just impulse. more..Writing
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