By Devora “La Savia” Casazza, VOICE vendor
Slept in the sun, gazing
Prepared for rhythmic phrasing
Position in musical literalism
Embracing my skin, living in the rhythm
Can’t see past my face
Pushing past into musical space
Vibrations of “mic mic check” awaken me
And I am fed!
And I am awake and resting with my familia
And I dare to spin
To weave tales of love
My fingers mastering the keys after so long
And I realize I am wired for sound and made for song...
And all is well. ■