
Author: Renee Bess


BE FIVE YEARS OLD AGAIN

NO ESCAPE

AN UNFORGOTTEN MOMENT

INSPECTING THOSE BURNING BRIDGES

WE’VE BEEN HERE BEFORE, OR HAVE WE?

EXCUSE ME WHILE I BURN A FEW BRIDGES

PROSE POEM: IT ISN’T, AND THEN IT IS

LEANING ON SMOKEY ROBINSON AND THE MIRACLES
