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The Breezeway

RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact The Breezeway Why don’t I have socks? I hate getting dressed for school when I can’t find socks. Breakfast is ready but I can’t find socks. “Mommy, I don’t have...

A School Lunch

RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact A School Lunch It was Mrs. H. in second grade, who told Sal and Douglas to get behind the bookcase because they weren’t behaving properly. Unfortunately, she forgot...

Seed

RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Seed I knew him you did too the silly kid with a chipped tooth and gnarly hair   He stood over there A houseplant   sowed from stale air and a wet bed...

The Son of My Lonely Father’s Son

RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact The Son of My Lonely Father’s Son My son walks alone on a vast plaza of marble and stone My boy is a slight man among mighty pillars He walks over solid marble...