Our friend and former Urban Term student, wrote this in honor of the Evans’ trip:
roadtrip.///////
a cross country. on a chain, around the neck
that passes air.
breathing life to an idea,
of what a man and the land could be.
A cross, a symbol of a death.
A country. a symbol of a dream.
Living souls trek, through.
Along the way speaking lullabies with others who no longer want to sleep.
Exchanging recipes with those who no longer want to eat.
Tired and hungry for the way we never knew things could be.
The destination is not person or a place.
Its the simple interruption from the way it is.
Learning buildings are not the only things that scrape the sky.
Crossing from state to state noticing its only lack of imagination that divides.
Making strangers less strange, mixing laughter with our words.
A country on a cross, death only a final uttered plea away.
New life.
Only three away.
weeks, months, lifetimes
Traveling cross country.//
a recent transplant to San Diego, CA alexander limage is originally a child of the four seasons. Born to Haitian immigrants Alexander and his three siblings were all raised in Boston, MA. Currently Alexander is enrolled in the untraditional school of Being a Human, majoring in writing, singing, social interaction and justice.
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Awesome
Beautiful poem Alex.
So Alex, it seems you have a gift, but I already knew that, because, you see, I am God. That said I command you to use that gift. Create and spread my word through your words.
Oh yeah, one last thing, you’re really good so don’t sucking or I’ll kick your ass.
Peace,
God
Wow, God! I just wanna say thanks for stopping by the site. That’s really cool. We all hope your next book does as well as your last.