Farewell Street

Turn left at Farewell Street, Abandon the GPS, Lose your keys, Your head, your life, Your car, your passport, Credit card, bank account, Tax return, iPhone, Your wallet, your shoes Any plans, abandon All of them, let go Of sadness, so, the past is sad. Go left on Farewell Street, Drive past the silent graveyards, The military complex, Challenge moral authority, All the ghosts You idolize, with white Impunity, ride Past the open casket Of racial terror That eclipses quiet … Continue reading Farewell Street