Monday, August 22, 2022

Black and Blue


I am more than a dress,
a blues song you clothe me in
so your darkness won’t feel
as heavy as your tongue.
Where there’s bone there’s wings.
I can fly a sky of notes you can’t write
because freedom is a place in me
you can’t find.
Will and weather, cloud and feather,
what you think you hold isn’t even in your hands.
This black and blue bird is a sister of crows.
When the spirit says go, a murder will grow.
©Susie Clevenger 2022