Braille Translations

Dedicated to Joel Kemp Sr. 1961 – 2011. He was not blind, but a poet. This was his favorite of my pieces. Rest in peace dad. You wrote one hell of a story…

Do not tell me
what the world is like;
for the times
are more beautiful
in the darkness.

No sights of the stuck-up;
I walk chin high
in 1990′s fashion.

No hesitations
or preconceptions -
I eat, drink, and touch
on living lips.

No rushing
the ride -
counting steps
in every breath…

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