My Poetry
I know my prehistoric sister Sat upon her stoop this way… Read more
Obnoxiousness / Is my priviledge! Read more
… Until your own true pref’rences / You can no longer even see Read more
How was your day?… Read more
His soul became more human His heart became more keen… Read more
The threat’ning murmer of the rising crowd… Read more
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