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It's my belief that language and literature light the flames that keep the human spirit alive. I hope that in some small way my poetry and prose do the same for you.
Pear shaped,
I’m an avocado in water.
Bottom heavy,
I turn sideways with a gentle push.
Time and emptiness
have left me wrinkled,
like a ripe raisin
drying in the sun.
But those rays have mellowed me
to a sweetness yet explored.
Let their bright beams crinkle me—
There is more to age than years implore.
Lines in parallel verge to perspective vanishing into a midpoint, they blind left from right. Lines run in strides separating friend from...
The sun sets Sugar sweet, Muffled breezes bring Vaporous resonances. Mists drift In waves of cool, While the night Unspools. Morpheus...
…with apologies to Camilo Jose Cela This building sits four stories high, across a river unfathomable, across waters far and wide....
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