© 2009 Sandra Jean-Pierre I … I was the only one in love …was the only thing keeping me from being my own woman …were the only dragons I chased, the only grail held to me holy … the only way I knew to describe how you loving me us loving we, felt as your [...]
© 2000 Sandra Jean-Pierre “How were classes today?” She usually found me in the kitchen most evenings. The pasta or rice or stir- fry would be simmering, the table set. “Fine. ” I looked up for a minute to capture her face in my memory. There was something about not seeing her all day. It [...]
© 2008 Sandra Jean-Pierre paper like that torn too close to the fire piece that no one notices I crinkle and curl up turning light brown and smooth around my edges bright embers lava bright in the pinched darkness dying to ethereal grayish smokes to the sky reaching to the sky… at the bottom the [...]
© 2008 Sandra Jean-Pierre we were supposed to be bound like fresh cut sugarcane stalks in the bundle of our lives – intertwined sweet, reaching towards our sun better like how I wanted to be for you under one roof sharing one bed meals of chicken parmigiana and sweet plantains culinary fusions straight dream transfusions [...]
© 2001 Sandra Jean-Pierre At the fifteenth and the late twenty-something of the month, he always came to spend the weekends. It wasn’t something I signed up for or that I was even aware of, it was just there, to happen, like clockwork. And Jared came that weekend. When he was younger, It would usually [...]
