piano bellies

there was this kid
long ago
she liked playin’ piano bellies
from beneath their wooden hulls
didn’t follow
couldn’t follow
pointing fingers
her little brain
had its own direction
above her eyes
the strings
pianos and buttermilk
churned in glass jars
along the highway of years
loaded with orange cones
white lines
not creating
but moving
just the same
just the same
she was no different

peace wish

peace wish

 

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6 thoughts on “piano bellies

  1. Beautiful work AnnMarie! Wrote a new story for Charlotte Flair the wwe female pro wrestling daughter of Ric Flair. The story has a scandalous title ‘Charlotte Flair rides Space Mountain with Dan Curley’ but hearwarming story I shared it with Charlotte on twitter. Hope she likes it. You should check it out. I am going to bed you have a great weekend and keep those book sales going! moving like hotcakes!

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