Every rose and every dawn Down here in the Delta The salt sea bore her body on Down here in the Delta The cotton growing in the wind Down here…
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Every rose and every dawn Down here in the Delta The salt sea bore her body on Down here in the Delta The cotton growing in the wind Down here…
Leave a CommentI intersect her path On our way to work. She’s on the train before I board We leave together Take the Metro She’s still riding as I leave. She has…
1 CommentTill! I till until it seems the soil should boil with my toil. Hoe! I hoe each row in hopes my seeds will grow! Sow! I sow the seeds of…
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