One Hundred Words A Day
Wednesday, December 3, 2014

  Money Heart

I fold for you an origami  heart
from a twenty-dollar bill
My fingers like ten love struck souls
travel through valleys and mountains
searching for petals and kites
in Jackson crease lines
until I find for you a tender heart
even in Jackson
the murderer of Cherokees.

I fold for you a heart of origami
filled with black prints on reused papers
my unfinished short story
gone wrong, no purpose
with beautiful sunsets and a love ending in marriage
my heart for you a repurposed heart
hoping to be useful.


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