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Reflections

I am steadfast. Steadfast in my stare. My stare into the wild world. Wild world stares back. Stares back at such a timid soul with contempt. Contempt I can see in the wind and rain lashing. Lashing my glass with … Continue reading

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Interruptions

I supposed it did not matter, how the water shimmered in last light. Her, Children did not stop their ripe splashing to glance at rising moon. Her, Pale beauty was instead interrupted by their stupid, joyous laughter. Her, Leaving had … Continue reading

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Unwinding Now

  You have no thought how hard to find That life no longer clock does wind. Instead the gear has reached its limit, And I am counting backwards in it. Ticking off however slow, or fast in cases, Unyielding measure of … Continue reading

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Underneath the white

    I called my mom a few times before her death. I left no message when she did not answer. Some children would get angry with their mother, But for what reason was the mystery for  me. You write and … Continue reading

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Old hangovers

In the last hours the vodka has gone. A green lime lays limp with paled pith Leaching its last juices subliminally. Rounded ice pearls left for munching, You suckle them free of mirth, crushing Between the opaque molars in crunching. … Continue reading

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To see art

      The question many pose is, “what did I not see in the painting?” Or perhaps you hear the exclamation: “I see a boy in blue holding an apple, looking at the window kind of sadly.” The question of … Continue reading

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