Saturday, April 4, 2009

NaPoWriMo #4/30



a (modified) triolet: nommo

amma (mama) spoke me--
a breath of truth into a chalazae of black--
had her nursemaid (time) stroke, had her stoke me;
amma (mama), from her niger lips, spoke me

the need of my being woke me;
i broke (bad) from my smothering sac
amma (mama), from her niger lips, spoke me:
a black scream that won't be swallowed back

(c) Michelle R. Smith 2009

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