Saturday, February 18, 2012

29 days of Black poets - James A. Emanuel

For A Depressed Woman
by James A. Emanuel

My friends do not know.
But what could my friends not know?
About what? What friends?

She sleeps late each day,
stifling each reason to rise,
choked into the quilt.

"I'll never find work."
She swallows this thought with pills,
finds tears in the glass.

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