Poem 17 of 30

Wait for me in

The wave of the dogwood

The smoothness of a worn step

Your mama’s sigh

The salt on your upper lip

The nod of a lover’s understanding

The brushing of hands between friends

A forehead kiss

Earned interest

The skitter of a house centipede

The gratitude of a poem made

The roundness of your sister’s working womb

All the small things that alter your universe.

© 2018 by Miya Upshur Williams

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