Odenibi

Written by: Adrienne Yeardye; Consciously Woman

I walked along the peak of the roof

barefoot

with Jim Free.

Mohawk from Thunderbay

but I didn’t care.

I loved his big laugh

and his loud ideas.

 

He spoke easy.

 

The shingles were still warm from the day.

I curled my toes around the edges

bending the sunset.

“You’re fearless,” he said.

We laughed

and flicked our butts into the street below.

We didn’t care

they were only fiberglass then

floating downstream.