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Corner Stores in the Middle of the Block, is a hilarious and thought-provoking collection of poems that addresses his personal encounters with females and his appreciation for the Venus-natives. In "The Oblique Hints," Blue succumbs to the treasures of his lover. "The Oblique Hints" are her seductive curvature that seduce him and keeps him wanting more. Although his inspiration stems from his experiences in the Big Apple-like in the three-part poem, "The Urban Look"-people from anywhere and everywhere can relate, whether he is speaking to you about lusting over a woman on a cool summer day or about the emptiness of Hope...
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Brad Bathgate aka Blue is the author of “Corner Stores in the Middle of the Block,” a collection of original poetry and short stories. His work has appeared in The New York Daily News, New York Newsday and The New York Times News Paper. He has performed at the Nuyorican Poet’s Café, The Bowery Poetry Club, The Poets House and The Poetry Project at St. Mark’s Church in association with Cave Canem Poets.Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.:
This is where bulletproof Corner Stores never stop to take a breath...and you can catch a contact from the gun smoke... You just stepped into a tight chest situation where elbowroom is overrated and the scent of roach spray just might get you homesick...
It was 212 West 129th Street That’s where the needle skipped on the family that broke the record for all of those times the mice left holes in the loaf of bread While the roaches were playing dead like raisins... and they were backstroking in my bowl of oatmeal
I had a good stomach back then... It was during those days of free sex, good loving had a price and cold chilling was an understatement We use to get dressed up... just to go to bed...wrapped under blankets and coats and then jumped up sweating from the cries of an Alley cat in heat Then by the time you’ve reached the age of 2 or 3 you become numb to this noise and if you move down south the silence leads to your insomnia This all took place when Harlem was an armpit It was right before gentrification began to give this modern day Jericho a face-lift
It's when the middle class never came past 59th Street on the Uptown D- train... and a seat was guaranteed We sat around a lit cigarette that served as light and heat and we were like survivors of lead paint poison... and second hand smoke
It felt like we were serving time... for killing time and I don’t know shit about counting sheep... We were counting Pit Bulls to get some sleep You might see a blind man try to talk his way out of a fistfight after being accused of looking at somebody the wrong way
But I was considered the repulsive one... Crying ugly
I'm upset because I gotta' dry my socks in front of the stove with my underwear on the radiator and I started saving all of my asthma pumps, because somebody was telling me that they’re gonna be worth a lot of money some day!
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