Children Find Questions
I cannot walk here, an Ak47 pointsto my head Though I’m one of the lucky ones
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Star Filled Dreams
We intertwined our suffering, braiding themtogether with calloused fingers and lightweight laughter. I met you halfwaythrough
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The Poet and The Perfumer
A garden blooms in chaotic minds.It flowers for a bouquet that the heart may find. A
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What The Ocean Knows
She stood at the cliff’s edge in Big Sur, where the land cleaves open like a
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A Great, Dark, Soft Thing
I like to walk the dog past her house at night. In the summer, the air
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Gladiator
With tattoo glistening in a chlorine slick, he breaststhe water stiffly; once an athlete, now calcifying.Oblivious
Our Human Hands
People like to talk about letting things go, sharing self-righteous stories of letting go as if
To The Fawn I See In a Field, Alone
I knew you were deadthe moment I saw youunsteady on your longbendy legs.There is no Mama
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Mum Used To Say Home’s Where Everything Starts And Flows (My memory of Hong Kong in the 80’s)
Mum used to say home is the centre of things. It’s where everything starts and flows.