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The first and only time I thought of You

[another older poem, from about a year-and-a-half ago] I dreamt of a time when the mottled pieces of our puzzled planet stood in fault lines when in fact they were nobles of perfect lineage and with each movement made ruins … Continue reading

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Our city lives are still

Ours is not quite a Brave New World; though we’ve learned to exist upside-down, and still the blood in our veins, ultimately we desire grass and ground to step upon, and though we value the perks of our city lives … Continue reading

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