2/3 Train Borough Hall to Nevins, July 30th, 2013
She was fuming about someone in a very fierce and articulate way. I got up the courage, interrupted the conversation, and asked if she could channel her anger into a poem. She said yes. What a quick transition. She was concentrated and calm on the train as she wrote.
People These Days
They ask I give
I ask they have a fit
I’m tired of the shit
you stupid ass witch
I love you
cause you’re my mother
But sometimes
I feel like there’s no other –
way out I’m done with you
I hope you have fun with
the stupid ass things you
do!!!!