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Standard

A Story by Stefon Napier

Here's what I've learned:Before I stand by anyone,any creed, any standard; I should tie my own laces , iron my own shirt, find my own path, be my own ..

Coming from Behind

A Poem by Stefon Napier

He's from Pittsburgh.Came in fighting the night.Got lots of steam in the evening he saidSo warm you can't even hold coffee and sometimes the steel swe..

Manu Melson

A Poem by Stefon Napier

Holocaust

Bees on the Hill

A Poem by Stefon Napier

I want my countrySticking my knees into roasted dirt the morning after Sunday Playing dog and kicking up the Mississippi for a jibeBut there's bees on..

Scraps of America

A Poem by Stefon Napier

Handed over a dollar Given bread, a little thingBut people are multitudesA majority but not enoughSo when frugal days outnumber nightsIthink of how th..

Flags of Cardboard

A Poem by Stefon Napier

Tuesday. A march of shoelaces with iodine in my pocket. Feet against hard foe. The values seep into cracks of asphalt opened up to receive th..

Grasp

A Poem by Stefon Napier

I cry out for a hand.From where it will come, I cannot say. Rising from tangled weeds and bitter hay, Greeting the first strokes of a pal..

Bazaar Night

A Story by Stefon Napier

Draft

Monopoly Man

A Story by Stefon Napier

Currently a Draft I'm revising.

Nocturnal Good

A Poem by Stefon Napier

Outside is being whipped around.Leaves and people ricochet off my window.As I look on with bitter intrigue I wonderWhy the stars hide themselves durin..