Redlined, gentrified,
this green piece across the ri-
ver our floating world.

‘Bloods and Crips, Crips and
Bloods. You couldn’t have lived here.’
My grizzled cabbie

slams the door and drives
back to the city. We must
share this place or die.

We need hyperboles
like ‘melting pot’ to say what
we mean, but must we

mean what we say? Rain
is part of the mix as this
green place subdues us.

Author: Tom D'Evelyn

Tom D'Evelyn is a private editor and writing tutor in Cranston RI and, thanks to the web, across the US and in the UK. He can be reached at tom.develyn@comcast.net. D'Evelyn has a PhD in Comparative Literature from UC Berkeley. Before retiring he held positions at The Christian Science Monitor, Harvard University Press, Boston University and Brown University. He ran a literary agency for ten years, publishing books by Leonard Nathan and Arthur Quinn, among others. Before moving to Portland OR he was managing editor at Single Island Press, Portsmouth NH. He blogs at http://tdevelyn.com and other sites.

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