His smooth yet static voice brimming with verve and the velocity of an impact slap on the main line.
His deliberate delivery painstakingly describing every detail.
His cadence carefully calculated to calm staggered nerves.
Slowly the calloused prose strikes harmonious chords.
Words resonate spilling grit and grimy rhythms smoothed out like new pavement.
Covering the underbelly of dark days spent in upper Manhattan.
(James Dennis Carroll: August 1,1949 - September 11, 2009)
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