Usetace Brown Poems

A bee can
buzz
about its life
because it
...

I used to sit
at that table
over there
she points,
...

I was a
puddle
murky and
unclear
...

I was taught
not to
lie.
I could tell you
...

Relax your
jaw
Relax your
face,
...

Your eyes are
red
the area puffy
and blue
...

Once upon a time
There was a
Little girl
And all the
...

I used to make
myself retainers
with paperclips
my mom would pinch her
...

I looked in the
mirror once
and I saw
an ugly little girl
...

Beat up

Trees punch green into the sky,
Great blotches of green, brown,
...