Poems by Reed F. Coleman

Mar 25, 2014 | Poetry

Sonnet of a City Once Known Have you not seen the city I once knew buried beneath years of silent defect, impatient rust and angry shades of blue? History’s hidden beneath its neglect. The endless sewer to sewer stickball games, crumbling cement, steps worn smooth as...

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Mar 25, 2014 | Poetry

I grew up in a household where we communicated and expressed ourselves through anger (love too, sometimes) and by doing it loudly. Growing up in a family where shouting at each other was the norm forced me to explore other ways to express myself. My seventh grade...