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Zip Ode 33703
Where you can
walk from Massachusetts
to Florida in just fifty some steps
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Is my neighborhood.
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Zip Ode 33712
The busy streets
and booming cars,
they annoy me to my wits end
stop
no more.
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pretentious aging men
too much money
and yet just down the street, look
poverty
violence
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Zip Ode 33712
Sun on water
Rich white men
Cross the pink and reach the commons
here
We're normal
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Zip Ode 33709
Down the street
As I walk
Friendly people fill the sidewalk with joy
Dogs guided by their owners and street lights lit.
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Zip Ode 33709
This place reeks
of broken dreams.
There is nothing to do, like, ever.
You know what? This place is actually decent sometimes.
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Zip Ode 33777
McDonalds are everywhere
Down every street
No healthy food markets are ever seen
You never see people running the streets
Loud with cars, nothing healthy to eat...
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Zip Ode 33709
It’s so quiet
And very calm
Yet is filled with so much life
Children--elders--all in a sweet - beautiful- quiet harmony.
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These poems are
written in zip
code. A difficult thing it really is.
word.
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Zip Ode 33705
Past the Tropicana
It’s all ghetto
But anything further north of the Tropicana
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Is a little bit better.
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