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Vera Kilgore Heilig: Her Poetry Lives (2017) H. Morris Williams, Marie Law Haire

You’re Psychedelicious

This lovely daze, this rosy haze

Is not from LS.D.
When I’m turned on, and really gone,

It’s you affecting me.
I always flip and take a trip

Whenever U.I.C.

Bury Your Hatchet, But Not In My Skull

Look, man, my great-great grandpa did not bring
Your ancestors from Africa in chains.

He came, himself a temporary slave
Indentured for his fare.

But for the sake of argument,

Suppose he.
Would you be better off if he had left them there?

Stop rolling barbed wire barriers

Between Your race and mine.
Somehow, together we must twist those tangled strands

Into a cable strong enough to swing a bridge.

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