It wasn't always a bank
It wasn't always beautiful
But before it was
and after it wasn't
...
J. L. Wright was born in Minneapolis, Minnesota and earned a B.S from Bemidji State University and M.Ed. from University of Texas, Arlington. Recent publications include her second book, Homeless Joy: an expose in poetry and prose which is a follow up to Unadoptable Joy: A memoir in poetry and prose. She is also a regular on Heal(er) .com. GNU Journal, Whatcom Watch, Solstice Magazine, and Peace Poets Anthology and other anthologies have celebrated some of her individual poems.)
Far Go Well
It wasn't always a bank
It wasn't always beautiful
But before it was
and after it wasn't
It was a place to stay
A place out of the chill of fall
Before the winter rains
across from HEB
where a rack of ribs wore a parka
As de cabasa stuck it's tongue out at me
and dinner was what I could afford
Not what I could steal
In this building now a bank
once a house
then a boarded up hell hole
filled with fear and broken glass
How did I sleep? I ask the rhetorical question
I dressed, went to work, and found
someplace else for us to go
not as dry
not as safe
not a house or a bank
but more mine