Poetry
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Nervous Breakdown
I don’t know about you, but I think something is terribly wrong. I think the people of the United States of America are having a nervous breakdown. Every day you hear/read/see stories about hate/violence/anger/really hateful anger/with words and guns/knives/cars, all… Continue reading
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long walks on
the feet are tired shuffling along rough roads streets that have not been repaved in a long time. the body carrying the memories of a childhood too long ago of teen years that are hidden in history books of sex… Continue reading
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Home: A Nomad’s Epic Journey
I have lived at over twenty-four addresses in my life, and this doesn’t include the ones where I lived twice at different times.The Bronx, New YorkMiddletown, New YorkThe Bronx, New YorkNew York, New YorkThe Bronx, New YorkWashington, D.C.Hartford, ConnecticutWashington, D.C.Inglewood,… Continue reading
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New York New York: Driving Me Crazy
I recently spent twelve days in New York, the city where I was born, attending a family memorial and doing research for several writing projects. This is the first of several essays I am writing to help me understand what… Continue reading
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New York New York: Loud
I recently spent twelve days in New York, the city where I was born, attending a family memorial and doing research for several writing projects. This is the first of several essays I am writing to help me understand what… Continue reading
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eight years
When I graduated last year on May 21, I had been attending college for eight years, first at Long Beach City College and then at California State University, Long Beach. I had learned a lot, even for a then-75-year-old. what… Continue reading
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CHAOS.
I’m reviewing my memory disks(I mean U.S. history) traveling way backbefore my time when the world=CHAOS. Colonialism ImperialismSlavery GenocideExploitationWorkers of the WorldUnite(no one is going to protect you)the color of your skinthe skin of your color(the first U.S. Civil War)=CHAOS.… Continue reading
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Live Poetry
“Launched by the Academy of American Poets in April 1996, National Poetry Month is a special occasion that celebrates poets’ integral role in our culture and that poetry matters. Over the years, it has become the largest literary celebration in… Continue reading
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Simple
“Christmas will always be as long as we stand heart to heart and hand in hand.” –Dr. Seuss. Oh, it’s that time of the year again when everyone reminisces about their life, their year, their family and friends while celebrating… Continue reading
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KING
King I was nineteen years old on April 4, 1968when the bullet full of hate scorn the fear of losing…a nation of white supremacyMURDERED Dr. Martin Luther King JR Do you remember where you were? I was living in my parent’s apartment in the… Continue reading
