Don't Read Into It #4: A poem for Toni Morrison, whose words make me rage, make me laugh

Toni. She write me.

Know me

She live under my feet

She hear me

Bang the ceiling

To quiet me

She soothe me

She feel what I feel

Pain so deep

It sweet

She write me

Word me into rivers

With rock filled pockets

She rise me. Phoenix.

Toni. She hurt

Where I hurt

She blind my eyes

So I can see

She see me

She write me

Cut me open

She bleed me Black

Fresh blood

Flesh and blood

Toni. She love me.

Toni. She me.