Sleeping with the lamp on

Mattie Grace Levy Uncategorized

Stomach full too soon

The sky has mooned 

And you turned into much more than I assumed 

There’s an owl under my lamp shade

Above the sticky phone screen I’m desperately trying to rub clean

It flies at about 6 millimeters taller than patience 

A chicken uncooped in my mothers house

Mattie Grace Levy

I'm a black woman, a classically trained oboist, a self-taught composer, and an introspective poet trying to comprehend my thoughts.

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