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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
“sway” (for my mother)
and i have never trusted the sounds
of trumpets and drums
i would always run into the space
where the sounds of the simple pace
of pretty pianos played
i dance slow and calm
imagining my mother’s hand
in my palm
and we sway to...

“sway” (for my mother)

and i have never trusted the sounds
of trumpets and drums
i would always run into the space
where the sounds of the simple pace
of pretty pianos played
i dance slow and calm
imagining my mother’s hand
in my palm
and we sway to the music
that allows us to envision
words and scenes
glittery eyes and dreams
that never take anything
but pain away
so we sway.

sway with the silent
courage of waiting
for our hearts to set themselves free
because initiative has always taken
much out of me
mother has always followed my lead
and so we wait
as interludes play
and we sway with abandon
because sometimes words
are too slight to say
things that undo crying eyes
and contents that fill
the space between
wanting to live and wanting to die
but we try to bare
with sounding trumpets
and banging drums
we imagine piano keys
cooing our ears
blocking the sound of fast winds
as we run
and sway.

- louie a. ortiz-fonseca

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