Jarvis Black Poems

you should have seen me:
back-peddaling and scurrying,
hurt by words and
dismissed by less.
...

doesn't matter
how they build the man
it's still fragile framing
and childlike hurt.
...

The ocean waves rolled her,
pitched her brilliant smile
so close to mine
that my heart
...

crawling through old books
and photo-albums,
looking for a story that might
sell him hope,
...