David Kowalczyk - Burning Small Satin Rivers

My eyes are of two colors,
mirrors of a soul divided.
The left: the color of doubt.
The right: the color of wonder.


I was once both beautiful
and brave. My smile
drove away the clouds.


Today, the ghosts of my youth
are demanding answers.
I cast a stone of silence.


A Joshua tree drinks the stars.
Tomorrow, the sun will rise
black in the sky.

David Kowalczyk

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