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If the Earth must have an axis, why not me?
I am inclined in a skyward reach, arcing back,
Letting the soles of my feet extend to her core,
F..
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Upon visiting Carville, the last leprosarium in the U.S. located in Louisiana. At the time of my visit, only a handful of residents remained. It close..
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"What makes you cry?"Asked the virgin, whiskey on her breath.I whispered, 'Loneliness when I am not alone,When I am balled into myselfWishing for the ..
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A little madness promised...
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When you leaned against the doorframe,Everything about you was slightly askew,Like a felted fedora worn on a whim,A dash of panache, pulled down at th..
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Sandalwood oilRubbed warmBetween my palms,A scent that aches my chestAs I comb fingers through my hair,Longing for yours instead.Your hair, dark and s..
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Along the banks of rivers
In early morning hours
When sun and moon
Are sleepy neighbors yet,
I have watched the fishermen
Casting into the sky, t..
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The last orange moments of the day
Catch rides on the backs of dragonflies
To menace my path with their fleeting shadows.
“Chirra chirra&rd..
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I found you at the bottom of my glass
In the last drop of my well-aged despair
And something inside of me let go.
Something vital died in near sile..
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A little fun for a Friday
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