Tag Archives: Grinds

Mean Street Struggles

Mean Street Strugglesby Michael DoyleThe top tier of all artistryHas the flow found in living free.The struggle and hustle of the cityHas the habit of instilling its vibrancyThat grinds against the boneIn a way that makes each soul its own.New … Continue reading

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Jackpot Rock Memory

Turns out that as I review, I also missed Day 20 of the Na/GloPoWriMo 2019.   This challenge was to write a poem based on slang.   Jackpot Rock Memory by Michael Romani Taking some comfort in some ono grinds … Continue reading

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