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Border Crossing Green Light

  Daybreak and there’s another border to cross This one has a bridge, that one had a turret Show cards, papers, cash and smile No cash Cat in the glove box kids in the trunk, just until we’re across You smile at the guard, too Green light With cool indifference, they ask: Where are you […]

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At This Moment

At this moment sitting still matters listening to conversations evesdropping and wondering wandering within and then, hearing At this moment my coffee plant grows patiently waiting while I see thick hiking socks and Birkenstocks I sip, not gulp At this moment I don’t fret or moan regret or draw deep sighs from within my being […]

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Tourist Map

Table service by his wife She, a wilted prom queen He, her football team captain Children in tow, older now Unliked but loved, subtle manipulation Family formed, a unit To home in a caravan A girlfriend, a dog, all in order Dinner march, convicts to the electric chair Moving about after their executions Swallowed in […]

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Today’s Poem: Requim for Antiq

Requim for Antiq The Garvey Projects were never a Sunday walk but parents still strolled through ball shots and beatbox Uneasy rhythms of daily living Laughing, vibrant and full of life Antiq Hennis was a baby a boy in a stroller strolling Livonia Avenue and Bristol Street on the downbeat Brownsville Suddenly, a release trigger […]

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Suffering Love, Laughing at Myself

NOW AVAILABLE! My new poetry collection, Suffering Love, Laughing at Myself, is now available!     From the bookseller…   “Exploring love in the broadest dimensions, Adam Sasse’s first collection of poetry covers many parts of life. Thinking about relationships, work, belonging, culture, society, and more, nothing is off limits. Sasse offers a balance between […]

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Speak For Me

Nothing speaks for me tonight Not a poem, a note, or my silence I just want to be heard: a head nod a hand touch a heart throb Anything to let me know you hear me But you don’t Instead, you listen to them like you do Full eyes, full lips mostly open arms Greeting […]

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home home

I wrote this poem reflecting on my heritage and the place where I feel I belong. home home I don’t come from ancient people or places rather from bruises, scars, and stitches that define my lineage Father, guide me Brother, hang out with me Sister, read with me Mother, sing to me once more resting […]

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Nadda Cowboy Blues

onwards, always your wagon hitched to another horse galloping away as you ride away let me be clear I’ll sit by this fireside a cowboy guitar rusty harmonica mournful blues if you could see my eyes they’d plead for understanding sitting at the table I showed my whole hand every card in plain sight if […]

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Y’all Can’t Catch Me

Adam’s Note: This is a poem I wrote in 1997. It reflects on experiences I had as a youth and the realities some young people face today. Y’all Can’t Catch Me Pushed pavement, feet swelling, sweat drips and brings Cicada calls, night heat and too low cars scraping on shitty streets bass, bass, bass, 3am […]

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The Internet is America

The Internet is America and I founded a small village in the Plains. The largest cities are Google Facebook and some other things Interstate highways, the I-whatevers, are data speeds that don’t go many places A Walmart at every interchange is the same as ads in search results telling me to shop here Cheap entertainment […]