(I’ve never written a part two to my poems until today)
When I walked by Len
homeless man on the corner
yesterday (I’d given him some rugelach the day before)
he said unsolicited, the rugelach were pretty good
but not the best.
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Let me tell you why I'm here, and why I hope you'll join me.
I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I'm here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.
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