We were not the ones
who sold the ones
that Someone Else
bought. But
we know
about both.
We are the sweeter
the juice. The origin
of those chords for your
gorgeous blues.
And so we eschew
all the jack boots.
And so we
walk out at night.
And so we do
what we want
with our
beautiful minds.
“Themba” © 2019
by Sarah Trembath,
Moonstone Press.
Artist photo by Jessica Scott.