Patterns
At my age now: 38I can look back and remember the times I Was forced to kneel, SITTING UP, BACK STRAIGHT, NO SLOUCHINGAnd stare at the living room wall.I would…
Poems
poets
People don’t want poetsThey want bright lights, WiFi, iced coffee, cheapDeals and expensive trips. They want to see sunsetsIn other countries. The newest cellphone. What they don’t want is me.
Unison
I have now gotten to where the dogs barkingMixed with the gunfire and the screams at nightDo not bother me. Instead, I allow the tune of Their song to fill…
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