Tag Archives: Poetry

#AnotherBlackBoy

Say his name And try to sit for moment with his parents’ pain Let those feelings swirl around your body and your brain Until it’s almost too much to bear Say his age And sit for just a moment with … Continue reading

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Brick City Birthright

If I stand right here and close my eyes I can see my Father’s face. Seventeen, sullen, pasty and pock marked. His malnourished body bobbing and weaving, long lanky legs moving through the thick humid air propelled across the smoky … Continue reading

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Sanskrit Dream

Posted on January 28, 2012 by ksredstone During our first week of teacher training, we made a packet of flash cards for ourselves.  Each card had the English name of a pose on one side, and the Sanskrit name on … Continue reading

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