Poetry – Page 2 – Nothing Ever Happens on My Street

The Coffee Shop

I was at a coffee shop in Cincinnati’s Over the Rhine neighborhood, mid week a couple of days ago and found it interesting that literally everyone was plugged into a computer. Of course, like everything, I could find the pros and cons of people primarily communicating with people not in the room. But I don’tContinue reading “The Coffee Shop”

125 E. Central Parkway, For Example

When I walk around downtown Cincinnati where I live, I try to pay attention to the people and the area around me. I don’t wear ear buds, so I can hear what people are saying to each other and to me. The buildings, the roads, and even the parking lots also have a story toContinue reading “125 E. Central Parkway, For Example”