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Blind Eye
Young Mexican picker man rises from a mattress on the floor of a dilapidated trailer shared with nine other mattresses. buys a chicken bag lunch from the local seller of chicken bag lunches and climbs on board the contractor … Continue reading
Poppa Was a Union Man – a Re-post for Father’s Day
Mom and dad in front of our little bungalow, circa 1957. The teenage ghost behind the glass is me. My father was a union man; a member in good standing of the International Hod Carriers, Building and Common Laborers Union … Continue reading
Posted in family
Tagged Brooklyn, common laborer, d Bensonhurst, dignity, dignity of work, Donald Trump, epilepsy, eugenics, family history, Flushing, hod carrier, living wage, Trump, union
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Original Sin
And the prophet said “You have to draw the line somewhere” and he wrote it on a wall in the men’s room of a fine restaurant. And the keeper of the toilet wiped the scripture from the wall with a … Continue reading
Posted in poetry
Tagged chalice, children in poverty, class, cup of sweets, Eucharist, graffiti, hunger, innocence, living wage, original sin, poetry, theft, wafer
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My Father Would Have Been 98
My father and grandmother – Easter 1943 My father would have been 98 years old on Monday. Not my grandfather or great-grandfather; my father. He never made it to 57. I received a phone call in the middle of a … Continue reading
Posted in family
Tagged birthday, Broome Place, dignity of work, epilepsy, family, father, immigrants, Italy, living wage, Manhattan, poverty, unionism
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