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 So I went out for a beer or two and figured I could slip into the bathroom to do bong hits with my little coca cola water pipe... [read more] |
 Today I’m thankful for the magic inherent in kindness… We should never take an act of kindness for granted…NEVER! because the simples... [read more] |
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A young boy ran up to me in the bookstore and asked, “Where’s the magic wand?” I stared at his smiling face…not knowing how to... [read more] |
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"Barefoot or just socks whenever possible," you told me. I knew how much you disliked shoes; and I thought I knew, too, how much you l... [read more] |
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SweetLeaf, are the stars in your skies as clear as in mine? But we never looked up at them together, at yours and mine to become ours... [read more] |
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Homosexual Love was the attraction, the gravity, that drew you and I to the entity that became We and Us. I thought you were as... [read more] |
 How is this room dark with all these lights? The sun itself couldn't put out this night. It springs eternal and blanket... [read more] |
 Sitting at my window,the moon will mutate into full loveto give me a vulcanized pain.The storm will snuffthe earthen lamp. You will not kiss... [read more] |
 A trusted friend A source of comfort A safe and caring listener Let not her cries quicken the beat of your hungry heart I... [read more] |
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[after Constantine Cavafy's magnificently triumphant poem, "Two Young Men, 23 To 24 Years Old," in all English translations] Shoes and shir... [read more] |
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Do not laugh at this speculation; it carries the trump of probability. Crying, "Remember January Sixth," which sometimes sounded like a madm... [read more] |
 Alcohol numbs my skin; it slows my blood from boiling. It replaces tears with a silly grin. It's the only thing th... [read more] |
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[for all who have been shamed for their need to love and be loved according to their given natures; and in memory of the great Greek Poet, C... [read more] |
 something leaves us chocolate packages in missed transactions with the world how silly we are to dream up things like this in the pla... [read more] |
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a poet spoke recently about not owing the world beauty. which has me thinking…what do we owe the world? cigarettes? nostalgia? laughter? lea... [read more] |