Poem 2 ± World AIDS Day 2017

Al Smith Tribal Survival A part of me wanted to shed a tear, But my well of feeling was so deep It felt more like mourning’s nadir. Profound feelings managed to seep To the depths of my weary soul. I was reading stories of long-term Survivors of the HIV and AIDS toll. They coped while … [Read more…]

Poem 1 ± World AIDS Day 2017

Vernita Hall I Knew a Man for Gregory I knew a man who could charm the coin from Charon’s hand or Midas’s, too, squeeze lemonade from sand, hula rings like Saturn, drum thunder like Jupiter whenever he laughed, and he laughed some. I knew a man who could dance on the head of a pin … [Read more…]