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Inner City Tale

Walking on the streets of the Lower East Side I see Hispanic men playing dominoes excitedly I see a Chinese woman collecting bottles for sale I see Orthodox men walking to shul I see children playing in the courtyard I feel the poetry rising within me So I head to the local hangout OST coffee shop Order some green tea They have a composition book called Matthew's Journal where I express myself just about everyday Then I head off to the kosher bakery for some humantashen which is delicious Another day on the Lower East Side my turf, my homeland

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 9/6/2019 7:16:00 PM
I could picture this as you have woven your words beautifully!;)
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Date: 8/31/2019 2:05:00 AM
matthew, what we adore becomes our second skin...remarkable write from your NYC cranny... huggs
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Date: 8/30/2019 8:55:00 PM
Hello Michael … we tend to be creatures of habit and you expressed this nicely in your verse - thank you Michael - Lindsay
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Date: 8/30/2019 6:35:00 PM
Love how much you love your "homeland" the turf of New York!!
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