literature sociology

smoke rise

i am the seventh great granddaughter

of pocahontas

7th daughter of a 7th daughter

the smoke rise witch queen naturally reborn

as the vengeance

of a Kentucky prairie

filled with the blood

of 16 thousand dead cherokees

i have come for what was ours

i have come to dethrone unjust kings

Jazz Music poetry Short Stories Uncategorized Urban Legends writing

daughters of the american revolution be warned

my sons
are the only true love
i’ve ever felt
in my adult life
i don’t know what men are for
but violence
dying of tobacco field wars
raping the women and land for money
ernest hemingway shooting sharks in the ocean
with a gun
his bloody plume only attracting more
and walking out elaborately carved
revolving doors