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Just Another Night

Just Another Night

  It was just another night.   Shots rang out heavy. And hungry. And decorated windows and bodies with holes. Two down. One, a mother of five. ...
Look

Look

Last night a young lady ran up to me on duty to get my attention. It took me second to recognize who she was. She looked different, healthier.  ...
Beat 716

Beat 716

    I got in a fight the other day. They happen far more often than you’ll ever hear about. It isn’t fun. It’s a lot of things, but that isn’t one...
Badge #10934

Badge #10934

  It may sound stupid.  Cold, even.    But somehow I thought the next one wouldn’t hurt so much.  That somehow I’d be built into this strong enoug...
Forget Me Not

Forget Me Not

Out here  I learn the music.  A tone too awful to undo and too lovely to begin.  I have to learn to read it  before I can play it —that’s the hard...
No Kill

No Kill

  Frequency changes things. It creates normalcy when it speeds into ‘often’. Normalcy—I recall what it wasn’t,once upon a time.Yeah. It didn’t use ...
Silhouette

Silhouette

      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sycGipVOYK8 spoken word by Joseph Solomon       "When her curves no longer sit as high as your ego ..she wil...
Dear Dead End

Dear Dead End

  Our last conversation was strung under that flickering street lamp. And standing on busted up concrete, that sidewalk. You wore a skirt and a bra...
Lyric

Lyric

    It was when I saw his hands;the run on linesthat wove togethermaking out sheet music; a song thathad already slipped my mindsince morning left...
Skipping Rocks

Skipping Rocks

    I have known her pain only by the way herfeet move heavy on the ground beneath her;by a smile—how it only gives a hint.By her eyes;how they go...
A Breath of Freedom

A Breath of Freedom

  We were working in a well known, heavy crime area known for drug sales and violent crime when we saw her. We drove closer to the corner she...
When

When

      Oh, frail city. When will you stop crying? When will your blood run dry and spill no more?When will the taste of addiction run sour, no longe...