Writer. Demand Poet.
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I’ve chosen a road for us
To go and now we are
Headed on out
Because this is the way I
Have said we should go.
What do I know?
I am some tiny god in this
Escher kingdom … Read the rest “Navigating”
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I’ve never been so
Unsettled on the
Way out. Something about the
Leaving this time makes
Me want prance on a
Trampoline– up and down
Get moving but go
Nowhere. All the lately
Scurrying hasn’t been to
Stuff away … Read the rest “On the Way Out”
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… Read the rest “Emergent Occasions”No man is an Island, intire of it selfe;
Every man is a peece of the Continent, a part of the maine;
If a Clod bee washed away by the Sea, Europe is the lesse, as well as
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I hear you. Tapping on the glass. You
Want to be let in. You’ve been patiently
Waiting on the stoop for so long, and you’ve
Done your job, enjoying the passersby and
Soaking up the sun. You’ve done all … Read the rest “Heart Work”