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The small town of Selance is a young boy’s enemy. The place was as boring as can be; everything fun that could be done had been already do..

Once upon a dark night when naught but black prevailed And melancholy threatened to burst from my pressurized skull A shadowy presence manife..

An assortment of words which came to me...

Nowadays I possess no fuel to ignite These shivering feelings like emotional frostbite To burn away my amorous plight And let it vaporize in ..

I once went to a grave to pay my respects And out of somber curiosity I inquired of the depths I asked as I woefully wept Is there anythi..

There is a peculiar timbre to truth Where upon spoken liaisons directly with the soul Striking something within us that gently plucks at ..

Black atavism forges memory of that racial cataclysm Of hellacious hate incarnated into slavery paroxysm Culminating with middle passage across..

...This poem has no beginning nor end and is still being written as time lives This poem is divine, and cannot be expressed with mere words Th..

My canine friend passed recently, I had to write something.

The fall-given a little thought.