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  May 2005
volume 3 number 2
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  home   (archived)
  contributing poets
  Aurora Antonovic
  Tom Berman
  Cristogianni Borsella
  Dana Campbell
  Tobi Cogswell
  Peggy Dobreer
  Francisco Dominguez
  Marvin Dorsey
  Melissa Fischer
  Steve Goldman
  Melanie Gonzalez
  Wendy Grosskopf
  Debashish Haar
  Matt Harris
  Paula Sfier Kattan
  Marie Lecrivain
  Laura A. Lionello
  Harold Lorin
  Christopher Mulrooney
  Dave Nordling
  Aire Celeste Norell
  Angel Perales
  Catherine Rajca
  Cat Risinger
  Ariel Robello
  Kate Soto
  Clee Villasor
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Marvin Dorsey
May 2005



photo by jerry hicks

    Marvin Dorsey was born and raised in Southern California and now resides in Pasadena. He's been writing for the past twenty years and performing at local poetry venues for the past three years.
    Marvin has been published in several poetry anthologies and is a regular contributor to the San Gabriel Valley Poetry Quarterly. He is a member of the Emerging Urban Poets, an occasional co-host at Poetry Night at Bliss Art House Cafe in Hollywood, and co-hosts Sunday Afternoon Poetry at Hey, That's Amore in Pasadena.



The Sounds Coming Out of my Mouth

Sleeping with one eye open,

the other on everything going on around me.

Don’t want to get caught,

pants down, standing in the rain

complaining about being overworked, underpaid, under a thumb

trying to get a piece of the pie, only getting a crumb,

watching what I say.

Don’t want to be sent off to some island, imprisoned

by a constitution, Big Brother looking over my shoulder,

spitting in my face,

screaming in my ear,

saying I’m not patriotic enough,

saying I’m a security risk.

Wish I had eyes in the back of my head.

Don’t want to be chipped.

Don’t want to be scanned.

Treated like an animal, less than a man.

Fined for being myself.

Hunted down for the sounds coming out of my mouth.

copyright 2005 Marvin Dorsey