Monthly Archives: October 2025

I Know Why the Caged Poet Sings

Some of my favorite poets happen to be named William – William Shakespeare, William Blake, William Wordsworth, and William Carlos Williams. When I meet most people, I often ask them what their names mean or the backstory of their names. … Continue reading →

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Blacklight

I turn on the Blacklight, And look under Americaโ€™s skin, Peeling away layers, Exposed is her skin disease, Her obsession with race, Her legacy of Slavery and Segregation โ€“ Those peculiar institutions!             The auction block, like a butcherโ€™s blockโ€ฆ. … Continue reading →

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Celebrating 65 Years of Life

I saw the best minds of my generation drop out of school and get their education on the streets, in the schools of hard knocks: in group homes, reform schools, jails, reformatories, insane asylums, and prisons. They dropped out of … Continue reading →

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