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A monologue, told by a wizened, grizzly old timer from the Southwest US, as he would speak. Imagine yourself in the desert; you see a slighty dirty, d..
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A look back
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The green-eyed man, a twenty-something no one, seemed dangerously intense as he watched the beautiful young woman dressed in pink.
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Another performance piece; it's all about the money, Jack.
(caution: raw language)
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I wrote this for of my daughter-to-be, read at a gathering in her honor at a downtown Austin music, poetry and theater venue, attended by and starring..
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A memo of sorts, about getting older
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Self Reflectory -- the season, closing of the year, and age have weighed heavily on me this year, it seems.
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Renee Nicole Good was shot to death today in Minneapolis by ICE.
This quickly written poem is for her, and some subtle changes made a few hours later..
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Life growing up with and without
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I have been tremendously affected by a poem written by another Writers' Cafe member. I think more people should know of it.
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