Looking out the window From across the street I spy A patch of red Dangling from the Old tenement walk-up Outside the top floor apartment …
Selected Poems
Apparition Day You could say an eye in an hour of darkness is simple substance for anyone. You know the horizon at the end in …
From the Rocking Chair
Snatched away Quick asits given ‘Membah them slaves? How they was livin’? Handled po’ ly Fo’ too many years Laybuh all day Naeght shed tears …