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a bike ride

Ride Apropos of nothingI’ll tell you I was born in Jim Crow Miami +Grew up in the age of white flight— When the ubiquitous bumper stickerRead: Will the last American leavingMiami please bring the flag— I lived the punk ethos … Continue reading

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legs like pistons

The Journey (Tanka) I mounted my bike.I pedaled all through the night.Legs like pistons pumped.I arrived where I began.Journey is destination. What I’m Reading: “… if discontent is your disease, travel is medicine. It resensitizes. It opens you up to … Continue reading

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