Detroit – Liferaft in the Abyss

Hard Roads to Hoe, a poem.

Three times in my life,someone has tried to mug me,only once did they take my money…. In ’88 I met an old friend fromelementary school,whom after gaining my trust,relieved of my wallet andmoney, and ripping my favoriteblack turtle neck. I called the police who madea report,then promptly did nothing. Years later at nightI walked thoseContinue reading “Hard Roads to Hoe, a poem.”

I never knew….a poem

Detroit, where everyone was econocally free and the towers stood proud and free, Where people could work for themselves to express their passions,and such worries a silly sitcom. Racism didn’t exist and healthcare was free. HIV wasn’t heard of because it was cured inthe 70’s likePolio in the 50’s. I visited the moontwice: on businessContinue reading “I never knew….a poem”