Poem about black joy entitledRiver Road Crossing The cosmos sleeps in water,oscillating in and out of REM cycles like a capricious rainy day where you can’t seem to keep yourself from outside and you had plans to play 3 on 3 with your brother and dadand to mow the lawn for your neighbor Ms. Maggiein exchange for twenty dollars and a lecture on how unsafe the world is.At one moment it is full a...