Monthly Archive: January, 2011


Mercy A Story by Coyote Poetry (A sad poem. We need more friends. More kindness.) Mercy Young black man. 22 year old. He sat alone and ate alone in the mess hall for… Continue reading

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Ain’t no fucking good war.

  Ain’t no fucking good war. Old WW2 Vet is sitting alone. He raise his glass to the sky. He look at an empty seat. To the good war my friend. He drink… Continue reading

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She was a diamond

  A Poem by Coyote Poetry  (We need to be thankful when we hold something precious in our hands. She was a  Diamond) 20 Nov. 1994 She was a diamond The drunk… Continue reading

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