Steamed

To the brink of madness

The mere urge to walk

Is singed away

The endless parting streams

Are the daily scourge

Of my sunbathed

And sweltering

Span of flesh

Heat encompasses

My sliver of earth

A devilish and heinous

Curse

I am urged to endure

The plight to brave

Through to gracious shadow

The haven

In sunlight’s demise

© William Wright, Jr.

Excerpt from the book The Slums of Nightfall

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About the Author

My name is William Lorenzo Wright, Jr. I am the youngest of three children, as well as the only son to two loving and hard-working parents. I am a college student from San Diego California and I hold a deep passion for reading and writing poetry. I was sixteen years old when I first fell in love with poetry and I have been faithful to…