any mention of slave trade conjures
within the brood
retroactive     existential     endeavors.

it is confusing for the crow
to land on the arm     of a man
manmade
by straw.

secretly, perhaps secretly
jesus is not sad
but envious     that our sins permit
exhaustion.

mother never follows the word disabled.

without warning
I am the same age as a breathing pattern.

     god is an only father.