Texas bars and Texas woman.
Texas bars and Texas woman (A old poem written in 1993. When I roam the Texas as a young man.) The Doctor told me. “You are damn healthy. You must take care of… Continue reading
Texas bars and Texas woman (A old poem written in 1993. When I roam the Texas as a young man.) The Doctor told me. “You are damn healthy. You must take care of… Continue reading
Too late for forgiveness. Second brother put into the cold earth. Death by their own hands. Left many to swim in bad decisions and not enough kind words. The things I believed in.… Continue reading
What will I remember? Days pass by. Life goes on. What will I hold on to?
Mercy A Story by Coyote Poetry (A sad poem. We need more friends. More kindness.) Mercy… Young black man. 22 year old. He sat alone and ate alone in the mess hall for… Continue reading