Category Archives: Homelessness

#419 – “but for the Grace”

“but for the Grace”   they annoy me the poor with their homeless street-sleeping their wide open fingers and dirty teeth speaking asking for money with their cardboard signs waiting for food in their long desperate lines I prefer not … Continue reading

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#398 – 3 Haiku

passing a homeless black man   so big, so black, so hairy, so scary–till he smiled and said hello   my stereotypes windows clouded with dirt I can’t seem to wash off  

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#329 of 365 – 3 Haiku

3 Haiku     my nose crinkles up musty old man sweat; sometimes riding the bus stinks     she keeps up her home belongings arranged neatly in the bus depot     cigarette hangs; she sits on the ground … Continue reading

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#285 of 365 – 3 Haiku

3 Haiku    change and cigarettes he sits lowly; one gold tooth all the others brown       so many of us together, but not really stuck on the highway       Sundays, a work day coming home … Continue reading

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#234 of 365 – 6 Haiku about a lot of different stuff

6 Haiku about a lot of different stuff   in a sauna daze sweat, toxins dripping away so I can be pure     wearing boxing gear I feel less afraid, but still don’t want to get hit     … Continue reading

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#86 of 365 – 3 Haiku about home

3 Haiku about home   hands weathered and dry cardboard sign falling apart “anything will help”     open guitar case he plays folk rock songs from ‘68 fourth infantry patch     the fire feels like home open hands … Continue reading

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