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Rant: Judged Conversation Overheard on the Bus in August

Judged Conversation Overheard on the Bus in August by Shannon P. Laws The sidewalk on Magnolia sticks to my shoes Maple Tree sap bleeds from the high branches It’s not enough to stop me I have a bus to catch It’s early morning-cold. Crisp air flies in from open slit of bus windowsContinueContinue reading “Rant: Judged Conversation Overheard on the Bus in August”

Poem: Many Old Men Surround Me

Many Old Men Surround Me They follow me at poetry groups show up at open mics Behind me on the sidewalk they hobble quick to catch up Old men sit in the booth one over, listen to me talk politely nod “Good bye” when I leave the restaurant Gray haired driversContinueContinue reading “Poem: Many Old Men Surround Me”

Shut Ins

There is a growing concern on my mind about the condition and mentality of our elderly that I must address: Shut-ins. Sparked by a recent incident, the following rant is an attempt by me to process the barbarian social cycle Americans have created. A cycle that involves the elements of the high cost of healthContinueContinue reading “Shut Ins”