there was a piano she loved
cherubs carved on cherry wood
hands ripple over ghost keys
she nods off, chin to chest
do you want to lie down? no
under the palms in a pink housedress
what is your name? she asks
again cherubs playing violins
sunlight slips behind ferns
from What Happens is NeitherFind more by Angela Narciso Torres at the library
Copyright © 2021 Angela Narciso Torres
Used with the permission of The Permissions Company, LLC on behalf of Four Way Books.
