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