susan brown

[creativesoul]

writing class in astoria
she told me to write a poem
i flipped out
no
now nothing shuts me off

modern art
is my new resistance
try to paint nothing
whatever
makes me think of the subway
trains in italy
susan brown was a great teacher
still is
missed her funny saxophone playing teaching
of my younger days
when i could learn happily
hungry like ambition
hormones soaring
colors brighter then
i was tighter then
now unwinding
sounds in my ears
of ten thousand stories

[Night Writer]

Beautiful tribute.