I’m No Martian
By William J. Harris
Shit, man, I’m no Martian
My mother was born in Brooklyn Heights
I just went to a couple of Martian meetings
Just went to a few Martian parties
Slept with a few Martian girls
But shit, man, I ain’t no Martian
William J. Harris is an emeritus professor of American Literature, African American Studies, creative writing and Jazz Studies. He has taught at a number of institutions, including University of Kansas, Penn State and Cornell University. He has three books of poetry: Hey Fella Would You Mind Holding This Piano For A Moment; In My Own Dark Way; and Crooners. The February 2023 issue of Poetry Magazine features a special 44 page folio devoted to his work. Harris lives and writes in Brooklyn, New York.
