![]() This cornerA Poem by Maxwell Ryder
We’re given this corner to stand on and peddle our goods,
hawk our own newspaper, write our own books. It’s not big, it’s not small - it’s proportional to our call. Some get Fifth Avenue, some get the Washington Mall. It’s not private; it’s public domain; so don’t pee on the hydrant and make stains, or else other dogs will come along and do the same. If you’re reasonable and don’t graffiti the walls, you’ll even be allowed to keep a stall. © 2019 Maxwell RyderReviews
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