this is not a review.  this is

I put on hat, gloves, tambourine—my sunday best

when I should’ve put box fan in the window & sang through the spinning blades poem;

a didn’t highlight one thing ’cause I’d have to illuminate the whole thing poem;

a wore my armor under my dress & still got injured poem;

 a heavy tongue poem;

broken road poem;

confess & repent while standing poem;

a tired of running poem;

familiar ain’t that bitter poem;

a man can  love like a mother poem.



 Note: I rarely do traditional reviews, I prefer writing my reactions through free write.

read: in a day & 1/4 – rank: 4 of 5


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