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Sunday, September 10, 2017

911 "what's your emergency"?

When I get mad I don't turn green and bust down walls like the incredible hulk but my rage can be seen in my eyes when I'm mad. When something really makes me mad I always write about it. Tomorrow is September 11th though my 911 poem is not about September 11th today's date inspires me to share this piece.911
The poem is in my kindle direct book "what colors humanity"?
My dog Sparky is on the cover...what-colors-humanity.html
Our courts eat poor people. John T Glazier was my court appointed attorney. He called me to resign as my court appointed representation. I wrote a poem about him. I called him and read it to him. It's in this book. Who does that? I didn't even know a court appointed attorney could quit.

Some things I know I have to write about I just don't want to. Realistically I don't know where to start. I have written out of joy Love Hope The birth of my daughter.i-know-what-miricle-looks-like.html That's my daughters name on the cover with sparky. "Zoe Blyss Clark"  My son Gavin has his picture on my kindle direct book "will write for food" Gavin and I were homeless and Zoe lived with her mom and her mom made us do visits at the library so Zoe and I put this book together.
She was Spark's girl for sure. look at them sitting in the truck on my author page B Jenkens Amazon author page The three of us I wrote this to Zoe in 2008.Gavin wasn't born yet. We were being pulled apart and I wasn't sure what was going to come of us. the-three-of-us.html .
 It kills me were not together.....I still have sparky he's 15 years old now... We seen Zoe in June When we put my dads ashes at the cabin up north. what-color-are-you-does-it-matter.html
 Zoe don't go by Zoe anymore she calls herself Matt. She wears baggy clothing to hide her woman hood. She has side burns and a different voice.  When she was a small girl I had her read my poem clear-skies-and-stars.html .... And I put it on top by starlight be the smashing pumpkins.
 When we put my dads ashes down Sparky didn't even recognize Zoe... It kills me.
It hurt her him Zoe Matt. I don't know how it goes. I'm just me.
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