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Poetrythe hurt
was worse than anything he could have imagined, but he didn’t want to dull it, so he put aside the glass... walked out in…
Poetryi’ve been shit on…
this time by a bird whose aim was more direct, on target and effective than any of the critics who dislike me, my poems,…
PoetryWind & Trees
I mean, put my car in your pool you know we are never going to forestry school together no food, no water Omaha Beach…
PoetryPresence
There are no words, only eyes in a silent world where your presence is enough; there is no time, only pure promise, memories like…
Poetrythe ringmaster never takes off his hat
too busy directing the marches he'll watch you fall smile as the nets fail the audience gasp and all that's left when the clowns…
Art, Poetry.settings.
you mean it was the settings that were wrong yes. so, it was all your imagination? yes.
PoetryLeda was a dancer.
i think it was 1969 and we were sitting on the floor in the front room of her house, playing records on the stereo.…
Poetryyou aren’t meant for regular people
if you're reading this, you've already felt it: a tingle an itch, an ache you exist in a kind of hollow agony orbit: the…
PoetryEvery night it’s Gotham
When the city's in trouble beware the brooding hero whose beacon burns inside his chest to throw designs on nightly skies to dazzle unprotected…
PoetryKnown by Many Names
Gaia speaks as Mother Earth, whispers softly to her child Child answers Isis, goddess of trees and forests wild Pachamama swaddles babe and holds…