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Vagabond

Poem   Dirty bandanna and sweat in my eyes got rags on my fingers to fend off the flies Riddle me this and I’ll tell you I’ve seen cups overflowing and empty canteens Eyes...

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Angel In the Smog

This bus driver is a good man. His ring is gold with lots of holes in it, intertwined like a wrap of some kind of jungle leaf or something. It makes me wonder… Trinidadian,...

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Values

Poem About Time   The minutes, the hours The days and weeks The months, the seasons The years that leak Looking for safety Practical and prudent Stability Doing something good Righteously helping Serving a...

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Indecision Den

Introspective Poem   Here I am again Thinking yes, saying no Staying here Wanting to go Stuck. Again. In this indecision den Stuck in fear of possible growth and change and expanding my range...

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Brighton Pier

All we are left to play with Is some sadness And a few neat addictions To fears Walks And compulsive reads. Then also staring at the open sea Learning how to squeeze Some wisdom...

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Taking Flight

Short Story I’m surrounded by concrete buildings, as hollow as cicada shells. No more than a story tall — two at the most — the windowless grey edifices dot the immediate landscape around me....