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.