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Archives for March, 2013

Razor’s Edge

Razor sliced clean – his too-quick smile was your bad dream. At night, in the Hood, when the street lights glowed, blood flowed. Sometimes you could hear the screams. Razor was a friend of mine He would slice you anytime For nickel or a dime Fifty cents for overtime Stop the poem! This next stanza […]

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For Every Season

Summer heat, the town asleep, I walk empty streets in the hallowed light of a full moon night. Above me, the stars sparkle like gems in the heavens. All around me a jubilee is celebrated by the crickets as they perform their nocturnal rhapsody – to accompany the lullaby the hushed wind whispers through the […]

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