Big Al has moved on

Big Al (in the middle) has moved on to another city and adventure. I wish him the best.

I have been challenged by one of my friends from the Brain Bunch to write about something most, if not all, of us struggle with early on with brain/spinal cord injuries. That is suicide. It can often feel like the best option, so why haven’t we, the survivors, chosen it? I will try to compose some sort of work around my personal perceptions.

The poem, Change, is about a young man who has been chased away from the coffee shop for pan handling. He set up around the corner, out of sight of the staff. He is known for getting annoyed with those who offer non-monetary help.