Blessing in “De Skies”

I look back at the clock 9:37 p.m. “How the fuck are we still in traffic” We had left your brothers about an hour ago And still had yet made it to the Woodrow Wilson bridge From there, it is still took another hour to get home. You shuffled through my phone, Like you always …

Continue reading Blessing in “De Skies”

Advertisements

A Fighter’s Story: Recovery

  Two fighters in the ring. The champion with the belt And the opponent with not a thing. Nothing but a dream. To be like his brother Dean. Who at eighteen, boxed a mighty scene. And at nineteen, Died a victim in a murder scene. It was too much for their poor mother Too much …

Continue reading A Fighter’s Story: Recovery