Grandma Susannah Taught You an Old African-Child’s Rhythm Game, “Aunt Sally Died” by Kent Malcom “Aunt Sally died” ********“how did she die”? “She died like this; with her hand in […]
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Author: Kent Malcom
Poetry: Classmate’s Mother
Classmate’s Mother by Kent Malcom As a child my mother was called “White Trash” by a classmate’s mother. Meaning she considered my mother trash – but certainly not White. How […]
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Poetry: Cafe
Cafe by Kent Malcom The door trips the bell to a small-town cafe **********************************She walks in silence drips through grease scented air feeling the heat of coffee and whispers walking […]
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Poetry: Memories From My Mother
Memories From My Mother by Kent Malcom These memories you shared with me *****And they became mine The black blanket of night *****embroidered with the light of stars, gently covering […]
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