by Aaron Harun Fox

The walls are winter grey 

The ceiling, morning grey 

The floor, charcoal 

The door and window 

Pending storm grey 

My thoughts and dreams 

Candy apple red 

Tangerine 

Grape fruit yellow 

Avocado green 

Mango 

Florida Key West August mangoes 

Suppose I was invisible 

Otis Redding said 

I’ve got dreams to remember 

I’ve been loving U too long 

These arms of mine have tried 

Try a little tenderness 

Where can my baby B 

Call me Mr. Pitiful 

Do it baby or don’t 

This, my lover’s prayer, 

All I can say 

I miss U like I would a heartbeat. 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Aaron Fox’s chosen name is Harun. He was born, raised, and educated in Philadelphia. He is the fourth of five siblings and the first to be born in the North. At seventy-six years old, he has been incarcerated for over half of his life. He is married to his childhood sweetheart and has three children. He believes that being raised on concrete contributes to his attitude. Nothing grows on flat rock. Harun’s fondness for poetry came only after attending workshops with Fran Baird. He finds poetry to be cathartic.