Poems from Zanies

     I walk into my lonely home the time it a little past 11 I shoot a text to her "Hey love, I'm home." Time to unwind while I think of...
     Alone in my own head as I rest tonight ins and outs of breathing calm me while I lose sight sight of reality, morals, and ethics...
     My heritage is mixed like the color of my skin I'm too black for the whites Too white for the blacks But, my color is not who I am The...
     Opened pages white and black eyes see ink and bleach and a coffee stained corner take me away to adventure and wonder      Paper back...
     Backwards alphebet, speaking tongues  2nd language, chugging jug matching voices, doing flips roller skating, building ships      Many...

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