This is an oldy, I think it was around 2000. I have a feeling that I was riding the melancholy trolley at the time.
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Continue ReadingMy Refuge describes a person that thrives at night or in the dark because they feel hidden from the world. They feel safe in this dark existence because they haven’t allowed themselves to really be seen for who they are.
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Continue ReadingDeath runs to its own agenda.
Continue ReadingA way forward to dream.
Continue ReadingMy day six poem for 30 day fundraiser.
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Continue ReadingA sad poem I wrote recently.
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