by allegraosati | | poems
hello to your heart which meets mine on the way
by allegraosati | | poems
i contemplate my mortality soak like a sponge the juice of knowledge
by allegraosati | | poems
the adobe above the orange grove my grandpa kept the humble gardener grew only to give the bounty nurtured generations shade and sun -ny fruit and now i stand barefoot in the kitchen juicing oranges for generations...
by allegraosati | | poems
i find myself burrowed into a purse i carry peering over the barrier i build wishing to break free
by allegraosati | | poems
what have those eyes seen that glitter from above wet with morning dew
by allegraosati | | poems
later i lie face down sinking into the bare mattress of my grief
