Jim Trainer


In National Poetry Month, Philadelphia, poem, Poetry on April 10, 2015 at 10:10 pm

driving an Acura with the sunroof open
coming down the hill on east 7th
and my city gave rise
my city
gave me blue pastels in the dusk
I never knew existed
my city
full of beautiful women saying “hi”
my city
where I quit everything
got healthy, got sober, got over
the Philadelphia blues

not quite paradise but closer
I could
fall in love or forget about her


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