Good evening readers! Hmm, it’s dusty up in this blog! Please forgive me if I’m rusty(did ya catch that in rhyme? ). Happy National Poetry Month! I originally committed to writing and posting a poem every day in April, but of course procrastinated until the last week of April. For this week, I’ll be posting 1-2 poems a day to celebrate a writing form that fascinates and frustrates me as a writer. Most of the poems will be free form with a sprinkles of haikus, cinquains, villanelles and a Sestina (no sonnets, iambic pentameter and I are not friends). I hope you enjoy!

Title: “Where Are You Sis?”

“Where are you sis?” 

In the crevices of half-hearted hugs and obligatory smiles 

The “HI SIS!’s” that hang hollow off the so called sisterhood 

“Where are you sis?” 

Standing aside as I watch a family I barely know and I am not sure that’s meant for me

embrace , bellow and belly laugh 

Because they’re fully braided within the bushel of coils, never questioning 

If their strand belongs 

“Where are you sis?” 

Back and forth, scouting for empty seats for visitors and “family” 

Desperately trying to be a steadfast servant, reporting for my duty 

Diligently serving in God’s Kingdom and 

Just maybe 

Just maybe prove that I fit into an 

Infinitely impossible standard of prime faithfulness 

“Where are you sis?” 

On the 1 train, eyes closed , lulled by the rock a’ by 

Of the train. I can finally fling off the mask thats been a suffocating 

Compliance and end expectation for the last four hours of this show. 

Free from claustrophobia of fruitless “amens”. 

“Where are you sis”?