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 When I see or hear words being used to demean or hurt another used with malicious or hostile intent…. used by strangers on the street... [read more] |
 "the road back" The doors slide back on guides of simple choice, A single step dividing then from now. We split our wor... [read more] |
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"one day in July" The doors slide back on hinges made of chance, A single step divides what's then and now. We split o... [read more] |
 I'm coming for you, motherfucker. Did you think I couldn't reach you? You think I don't know who you are? Today's your lucky day, mot... [read more] |
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savoury feast ( an epulaeryu ) A ladle lifts the broth’s amber swirl as though some ancient hearth were waking; ... [read more] |
 Got I got something for my eyes I got something for my nose I got something for the little spot Between my toes Each night... [read more] |
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A Black Sheep A black sheep Deaf to bellwether Hidden by darkening geese … As if darkness was its origin And light of love unf... [read more] |
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THE BUSHES IN MY YARD LOVE TO GRAB MY HAIR AND PUT THEIR FLOWERS THERE I THANK THEM FOR THEIR KINDNESS BUT ONCE INSIDE I DIGRESS TO REMOVING... [read more] |
 Love is why You chose to die. Your grace was offered to us on the cross. and all the dross was removed from my h... [read more] |
 I watch Poe narrowly escape the pit pendulum swinging He avoids savage cut horrors of untold nightmare I can not relate to de... [read more] |
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All around I see exploding confetti tits streamline over me but they’re Fembot inspired and they piqued my desire... [read more] |
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The Artifice of Love The artifice of love is engendered by frozen lament of unslaked need.,,, Rarely do two people come... [read more] |
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Sometimes it's hard to say You love her…someone else Interposes themselves when You do, and doors and windows To her heart become... [read more] |
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"an unhurried hour" The shadow stalls upon the sundial stone, and afternoon spills sideways, unowned. Bles... [read more] |
 Some people say I'm wasting my time Writing this nonsense, searching for rhyme I admit everything I write isn't first ra... [read more] |