I am 24 and I live next door to the poor.

Can't open the refrigerator door without five Women asking for more. 

My home is parked on a 4' by 6' pad. 

I drive until my spirit is glad.

As soon as the need to travel exceeds me. 

I find my willow to weep underneath me.

Books over looks. 

Smile over denial. 

Sore feet over defeat.

Break bread with more than one head.

No shame. No blame. No drama. No trauma.

Feel free to clear your head.