“A black-sharded lady keeps me in a parrot cage.”
“The stars cut into the inky black sky, like glinting shards of glass.”
“Excuse me, but what kinda black lady are you?" I smiled, looked at her, and said, "The kinda black lady that you wanna know.”
“What do you fear, lady?' he asked.'A cage,' she said.”
“My body is a cage that keeps me from dancing with the one I love, but my mind holds the key.”
“She was not quite what you would call refined.She was not quite what you would call unrefined.She was the kind of person that keeps a parrot.”