I came home from prison I look at my closet to see what I had to wear I am a New Yorker and the streets
IDENTITY of a LATEBLOOMER
After a 30-year drug run After the realization that I was not going to die contrary to medical opinion I had had the f–k its
You have to believe the lie, to thrive
I have a young friend in need In need of direction and suggestion I do have years and experience to share but should I tell
POWER
When someone feels powerless in a world of chaos When a person feels there is no voice of reason present When a person feels overwhelmed
In a STRANGE LAND
The angry faces The controlled spaces In search of friendly places I cross the street and hear a car backfire my body reacts like I just
Save a space for me
Can I climb inside you to hide from the cold Can I climb inside you to feel the warmth we used to share on those
