by Koye Berry
Margarita, no salt:
Chalk it up to wisdom---
To purity, these lilies.
I am, all by myself, a child and mother of God,
Of Jehovah, of whatever these no-vowel markings could mean.

I am two sides of one scale.
My ID, what will it say?
23? She says I look 8.
She says I've a child's face.
It's the correct date, incorrect weight.
Out of state, take it on faith.
Posted by: Koye Berry

Poetry (April 9th, 2008)