gina Writing

my heart shed tears clear yet warm pure with no malice free and imprisoned no need to reason no need for reason one four seven nine th..

I screamed My brain turned hot My heart became a piston Close to breaking its cocoon I screamed Angry Saddened Hurting For my ancestors For..

This is a poem within a series of poems I wrote immediately after my mother passed away. The italicized lines are lines from other poets.