In Minutes of Twilight
The sun cannot turn the purple clouds to pink yet
I ponder bout my day
Good,bad, perplexed
I can’t bet
This the type of morn’ where thoughts rummage my head
I wonder
Did my girlfriend’s mixed babies go to bed
unfed
and think of my chocolate mother, whom is long dead
In twilight minutes I wonder of other’s lives and pray
that my Daddy wears his seatbelt on the bus today
and hope the brothers don’t think
‘Lets Play’ then spray
buckBuckBuck
Daddy ducks…’ ‘
Whoops bus in the way’
That my niece dances an African jiggaBoo
‘I see youuuu’ and hope society never taunts her
as I had to go through
As sunlight hastens its descent
Sun reveals the day’s mode
As I listen to my head fears the future
I forebode
Photography © Allison Goldin
Toni Bee served as the Poet Populist of Cambridge, Massachusetts as well as the position of Artist Fellow at Citi Performing Arts Center in Boston. She currently serves as co-host of the podcast “The Oddball Hour with PB n ‘J” and will be part of the upcoming panel “Stone Soup Presents: Oddball Magazine” at the Massachusetts Poetry Festival this May.
Allison Goldin is an artist living in Cambridge. Her work is a collection of spontaneous drawings from the imagination. The most common link throughout her art are the semi-recognizable creatures scattered amongst and bringing together the surrounding doodles. She is currently studying Illustration at The School of Museum of Fine Arts, Boston.
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