Police rattles

Behind mamma bear hair.

Never before did the sky burn such red,

Spilling the blue that how once hugged her head.

Roots in my nails,

Strain with the time,

Finally snaps repetition and rhyme.

Blame is the dish windy passed about thee,

Days are the sentences condemned to me,

Simply the skin.

A body but thin.

Sleep now a stray with a floating Jade grin.

-F. Velez

http://www.npr.org/blogs/bryantpark/2007/10/creating_the_sand_beasts.html?ps=bb3

Ms Pearl Bailey

The Triumph of sugar over diabetes

Life Boat