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Okay, this is crude poetry. Not just in content, but in construction. I apologize for that. Perhaps I should have taken more time with it. But here it..
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A small child discovers that things between brothers don't always run smoothly.
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This is the first piece I have written in eight years after an accident which forced me to quit my job, go on disability and stay primarily in bed. Th..
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Frankly, I'm not sure why I wrote this, not what drove it to occupy my head this morning.
Insecurity, I think. Fear of failure maybe? Ya got me. If y..
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A monologue, delivered by a man who has just lost his best friend. A deep, dark story of horror and loss. Not for the young ones.
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Dedicated to Jack Kerouac, bless him, gone way too soon.
Read this with a beat and speed up a little at the end. Yeah!
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An erotic encounter
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A story as long as the road -- not in actual length, of course.
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This is not a poem,but you might look at it that way.
I went to the "Resist the Trump Takeover" protest yesterday, 8/16 at the Texas Capitol. Peopl..
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A wet darkness found me today. I shook my head violently and wrote it out.
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