Volume 91, Issue 26

Wednesday, October 15, 1997

Country Club road


Literary Corner


I'm in my place
The only place I can go without catching fire,
Without being stoned, biblically.
In here, I crush Sundays
And take my lunch driving.
It's a freedom you read about
But can't really know.
Like a soldier detailing combat
From a textbook perspective.
I have been to war.
My songs of experience don't come from a book,
I etch them daily,
I walk them to school and back.
There is no need for narration,
I just step outside – open my eyes,
And leave my place.
Marcus Templer

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