Last Day of July

via The 7th month has come and it is hours away from being done. There will never be a July 2013 again...or perhaps it has always been and remains for eternity? Anyway, if you live in New York and take the subway, you would have noticed the poems on the trains; Poetry in Motion is what they are calling them. Poems are posted for a couple of weeks at a time before they are replaced. The new one is here and Namra saw it before I did so he sent me a copy. I love it so much I am sharing it with you! On the #7 to Flushing on Monday, I saw it for myself and it was just as beautiful as reading it off of my phone. I would like to remember it for August, for September, for December, forever. The Good Life by Tracy K. Smith When some people talk about money They speak as if it were a mysterious lover Who went out to buy milk and never Came back, and it makes me nostalgic For the years I lived on coffee and bread, Hungry all the time, walking to work on payday Like a woman j