my neighborhood…

taking in surroundings of this…this…
a Catholic Church on the corner…taqueria one block over…stained-glass gazed at by two…

porches with homeboys hangin’…alleyways open for business…isn’t everyone…

and girls walk in a dance-like step with ear- buds blazin’…texting in cadence…heads lowered…never coming up for air…we move-on…

transactions behind dumpsters…he goes his way…she…another…no numbers exchanged…just roll one on an’ hope for the best…

yes black lives matter…yes the city melts…yes the scales tip to the rich…yes many go hungry…yes thugs are stupid…yes cops commit crimes…and yes…i am done…done…finally finished…

a Catholic church on a corner…taqueria one block over…

this is where i live…

this is where i live…

Published by: dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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