His Name Wasn’t John: A Poem

Content Warning: This poem addresses child trafficking and child laundering. This poem is based on true events. Reader discretion is advised. His Name Wasn’t John We play in his backyardConquer the big rock Footholds covered inLight blue-grey lichenWhile he saysStrange thingsTo a five year old mindHe talks of AfricaHe talks of memories:His parents still alive(NotContinue reading “His Name Wasn’t John: A Poem”

In Memoriam: For Lillian On Her Birthday (July 9, 1925 – December 31, 2016)

This year I had planned to be in Savannah, Georgia at Bonaventure Cemetery spending today with you and Grandpa, preferably with my parents or one of my siblings. You convinced me to keep writing when I wanted to give up. You told me I could succeed. You would have been 95 today. We celebrated ourContinue reading “In Memoriam: For Lillian On Her Birthday (July 9, 1925 – December 31, 2016)”