In The Country of The Blind
Ten men clad in navy blue moved like centipedes through the first floor of the
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Geoffrey’s Room
At first they had gathered as a small group every Thursday evening at Rowley’s on the
Soberly
It wasn’t obvious Didn’t slip away suddenly Gradually, in tiny motions Myself and I parted ways
The Lonely Life of a Human Leg Hair
If you were to ask me about my biggest dream, and we were close enough for
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The Language of Friendship
The language of friendship is not words but meaning~ Henry David Thoreau )*0*( The muggy heat
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Man of the House
The evening after my last day of primary school, a stranger walked through our living room.
The Sweetest Burn
When I lay under the moon, she sings to me.In gentle warm tones, like rain outside
TO ANYONE WHO EVER ASKS (If I’m Long Unheard From)
connie, you vanished on an august day in 1970. and for you, i take my pills
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