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I sat across from my father at a “popular” diner breakfast place. Bad enough to be at a diner, and yeah it was bad. But even before we were sat…
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Double whammo, super slammo. Back to back or front to front whichever is more lame-o. One is none and two is too much. Tragedies come in threes but I’m already…
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To think and to do are two different things. Coming to grips with the tasks i have set myself and the inbaked realities of it. The journey will continue Total…
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The last affection was the easiest, as I was already committed. I make no introductions, as none are needed. Not a glance over my shoulder, my courage can only last…
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Poetry breeds poetry Poetry (both to read and write) requires a state of ennui. Detachment, Adrift, Atrance A dark cabin tossed in the sky by choppy clouds Rows of slumped…
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