The cripples fight every day just to stay juicy…

Cover of Planet of the and dog....

Don’t kid yourself, they’re hanging from vines
While railways run on
And radios play from windows…
Once, riding a gondola
I heard Nina Simone from on high
She was singing of her liver
I had no one to tell
Except my guide dog
And the gondolier
Who was smoking
Fighting for something
I couldn’t name
The cripples making beauty
Before they drop

Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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