Poem for Caity in Haiti
Yo girl not all of us get to go
to a country that rhymes
with our name! And here
you are, going twice!
All I’m saying is:
you’re lucky.
Yo girl not all of us get to go
to a country that rhymes
with our name! And here
you are, going twice!
All I’m saying is:
you’re lucky.
panache, perhaps 