writings about
walking around
the prom
moving forward
i used to go for walks.
late at night, usually after finishing a grueling paper,
i'd walk out of my dorm and deep into the city,
off on an adventure.
sometimes i'd follow the train tracks out of town
and then catch a bus back home the next morning.
other times i'd follow the tracks only as far as the freight yard
and then wait there for a train to come by and stop.
sometimes i'd hop them,
carried away on adventures into the unknown.

i don't really walk around anymore,
save for walking in between the metro station and work.
i miss walking around metropolitan areas late at night.
i can't really do that anymore, though;
i don't live near a downtown area.
i'm married. i'm going to be a father.
now is not a time to court death.
now is not the time to be "weird".
i'm supposed to be a grown-up now,
but i've just been pretending all this time.
and i'm getting tired of pretending...

Father, 10/24/00

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Now this is a story
all about how my life
got twisted upside down
and id like to take a minute
just sit right there
ill tell you how i became the prince
of a town called Bel-Air

In west Philadelphia
born and raised
on the playground my momma said
most of my days
chilling out, maxing
and relaxing all cool
and all shooting some b-ball
outside of school
when a couple of guys
they were up to no good
started making trouble in our neighborhood
i got in one little fight and my mom got scared
she said your moving
in with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air

i whisted for a cab and when it came near
the license plate said fresh
and had dice in the mirror
if anything i could say that this cab was rare
but i thought nah, forget it
yo home to bel-air!

i-pulled- up tp a house about seven or eight
i yelled to the cabbie yo home, smell you later
looked at my kingdom i was finally there
to sit on my throne as the prince of bel-air
Dr. Smith, 11/30/10

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