“Survivor,” by Sandi Keaton-Wilson
SURVIVOR by Sandi Keaton-Wilson There will be a time for singing! If your door is closed, barred shut, go now to open a window— and fly up and up and up! Look for gentle hands to reach out, soft
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“Stolen Flowers,” by Sandi-Keaton Wilson
STOLEN FLOWERS by Sandi Keaton-Wilson Bruises, shades of twilight sky, shine underneath her eyes, no lie or makeup can hide. Her screams, her dreams are a daily nightmare of pain; words make wounds that take even longer to
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Southern Voices: Happy Earth Day and Poetry Month—Poems by Sandi-Keaton Wilson
************************************************** FARMER Something about his face took topographical semblance to the soil where he toiled. Each year plowed furrows deeper in brow; erosion took his body like the backfield. Weather worked both man and land Head and hand and
