SEPTEMBER 4, 2026 POETRY Why am I treated this way? Living Room Second Eve TERRI DEMAR Groundcover vendor No. 322 Why am I treated this way? I tried to get you to understand my plague You no longer say Hi You just look the other way Why am I treated this way? U seen my struggles but you refuse to see I've talked and talked about it til I am blue in the face! You just get amused and grin Like it’s just another Day Well I refuse to give up! It’s people like U who have dilemma and made come true So will it be easier for you for me to fade away? Remember you be hit in the face with this illness or plague Then U will know how it feels to be mistreated So let’s pray for Higher Understanding at least for today! MARQUETTA CLEMENTS Groundcover contributor KAHLIL MUHAMMAD Groundcover vendor No. 691 Like Rosa Parks i’m in my seat I’ve been robbed, almost killed But never beat! My Living Room’s alive Highs like ecstasy Is my rib not but a bridge? Heart to loins Henceforth I will summon thee, Eve Day in, and throughout the day Conjuring Mine alchemical triumph Her second coming My magnum opus Bicycle Ride JASON CHURCH Groundcover contributor One time we rode our bicycle, this is what it was like. We peddled real fast down the road, only seeing black and flashes of white. Then wham we flew fast. A slam from a car crash. Then we were flying real fast through the air. Wings we wish we had a pair. Thankfully we had our helmet on, because our brains did not get dragged along. So be careful, and look up, when you are riding your bicycle. KELLI LEE MITCHELL Groundcover contributor If you didn’t understand the spoken word could you still follow the law? If everyone understood one spoken word, would inherent nature choose to follow the law? Do you need to know language to understand the law? If there is one law, then you understand universal language in every tongue. And so obviously, there is one common law in every country no matter the interpretation of the individual or the ability to communicate with another. You may not withhold the meaning of the law, or any words and symbols common for survival. In my blood i will thrive MLK I have a dream! Peace, love and joy Is what i preach But things can get dangerous in my V.I.P. Taste on my lip… bittersweet victory GROUNDCOVER NEWS 15 Language Boxers KELLI LEE MITCHELL Grandmama never wore makeup. Her face never needed any, but that’s not why. Her tan stays golden like the steam of dew just recognizing sunlight for its very first time. Promise to visit the sun every day hereafter. Busted lips say only tough girls sing. Daddy’s the best boxer. Says, “Haves to be, or else they’ll shine my shoes.” Smiles with his last, “dance with your feet, smile with dem teeth. Wit in a bottle, they look left and we em push full throttle.”
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