Unbound: A Novel in Verse

Outside, the stars is still danglin in the purple darkness- not a trail of ladle stars, but loose stars, runaway stars, stars too stubborn to disappear.

I wonder how it feels like to be a tiny fish what flitters n darts so free. I wonder how it feels to be the cool, clear water what runs without bein chased.

Even if fear steals my soul, I'm never goin coddle grown people what's got no sense of kindness.

The Lord don't need a ribbon to hear your mama's prayer, she says, n you don't need a ribbon to remember your mama. The things what we love, we keep buried in our hearts.

n suddenly, like a clap of thunder in a sweet blue sky, all my promisin starts to feel like fistful of thorns is scratchin my brain.

In heaven, Mama says, the good lord loves everybody, no matter what color they's painted.

You keep those eyes lookin up that's where the good lord n his angels live

Age don't make you old Aunt Sara says, worries do.