A poem of late nights and sleep depravity.
Continue ReadingA.N.Trani.
Continue ReadingSomething I rolled out about 9,000 miles ago, had totally forgotten about, and found one day when I was shuffling through files on my desktop. Nothing special about it except how I felt reading it again.
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Continue ReadingThe time comes when sleep overcomes determination.
Continue ReadingWritten up one night when I awoke from a rather nasty dream. It didn’t seem real, but when I woke up, it seemed that the noise would never end. Like the screeching of nails on a chalk board. And then I looked up at the ceiling fan and realized that it was the ceiling fan.
Continue ReadingA restless life.
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