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DTLA STANDS TALL

Posted in painting
Hello 2018!
What better way to end
the first day of 2018
with this ball of fire in the sky
this side of SoCal.
-January 1st, Twenty Eighteen
Posted in poetry
Skid Row
How can I ignore (when)
Out in the streets,
Many remain without a home?
Each tent
Lives a man
Encaved in hope (that)
Someday he’ll make it and
Survive.
Terms of Endearment
“Hello, Baby Doll!”
Out in the open they greet
Moans in between their yellow teeth.
Each time I walk to work,
“Lady love,” they yell and smirk.
Endearing but I got no time to play.
“Sweetheart,” they say.
So goes my day.
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