the sweater
i found your sweater today the one you gave me because you decided i was cold i was not cold just tired tired of being...
poetry
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Dragons in disguise, a haiku
Hummingbirds take flight small wings, big dreams, lost in time dragons in the sky Image Acknowledgement: Art by author AI Free Acknowledgement: This is my...
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Venit Vidit Vicit – The Greatest Hubris Strengthening Hyperbole by The Greatest Self-Assured Literary Legend?
v e n i t And so, as I face the final curtain… I wish for my hyperbolic musings on stonework etchings on a wall...
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Why I Write; Diving Within
Within the tangible frame of my physical being lies a vast, infinite space of wonder, disappointment, curiosity, sorrow and truth. Beyond bones, blue eyes, sunshine...
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these suburban woods
sleep sweetly my young friend tomorrow is a new day we roll around and sweat it out until the sun has set we are now...
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16 carriages
he heard her booming, �while i watch them ride with my fears away,� filling the air rushing from my open windows, a cry to, for,...
