toritto
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Can Do - Poem #12A Poem by torittoStaring at the pile of bills doesn’t make ’em any smaller shuffling the envelopes doesn’t get the mortgage paid. Out o&rsquo.. |
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Gitmo - Poem #11A Poem by torittoTropical cages inhabited by human forms sculpted by the ailments of our time weak are the bodies but still alive huge eyes, white golf balls, f.. |
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Keeping Up With The Joads - Poem #10A Poem by torittoWe ain’t got no money honey but we got sunshine all the time. No job this year no house no more no future and no hope and it’s hot and.. |
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St. Vincent's - Poem #9A Poem by torittoI can almost hear them down in the basement across the street plotting. Almost hear them. I know who they are. Think they can fool me But.. |
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Cut - Poem #8A Poem by torittoLithe and lovely Eritrean girl high cheek bones, pearly whites chocamocha, caffe latte has me staring at her aquiline nose. “Hey G.I! You bu.. |
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Plain Gril - Poem #7A Poem by torittoA plain girl dressed by Walmart holds her books against her breasts looking down at the floor through unfashionable glasses while walking down the .. |
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Cover Girl - Poem #6A Poem by torittoStaring darkly in the mirror wishing she was very little so if she fell andskinned her knee daddy would be there to say don’t worry hone.. |
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Quo Vadis? - Poem #5A Poem by torittoTherefore we commit his body to the ground Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust as a father’s tears fell like rain embracing his.. |
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Original Sin - Poem #4A Poem by torittoAnd the prophet said “You have to draw the line somewhere” and he wrote it on a wall in the men’s room of a fine restaurant. A.. |
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Blind Eye - Poem #3A Poem by torittoYoung Mexican picker man rises from a mattress on the floor of a dilapidated trailer shared with nine other mattresses buys a chicken bag lunch.. |