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By the time I’m done tongue wagging you son, You’re gonna wish you hung up by a tree in full sun, One day at least maybe more, some say that we keesed, And a baby was born. But it wasn’t … Continue reading →

None of the cafes with computers are open yet.  As such, I must first write this by hand, and this brings me comfort like no other rest can, save one.  Nestled into a corner alcove, on the rooftop terrace restaurant, … Continue reading →

Verbal equivalent of oat meal, making it hard for your throat to seal, and your outermost coat to reveal anything daring beneath.  Jaw is agape at first, with the base of your skull, at the nape of your neck ready … Continue reading →

Sitting on the floor with more layers on than before when I ran outside and played football at a middle school.  Not against the students.  That might be rude and lets remember that a group of seven means a permanent … Continue reading →

Waiting in line for a plane ride.  Careful not to make direct eye contact with a single individual, as this alone time is more crucial than convo at the mo. No stores or stands are open as I do not … Continue reading →

Sitting here.  Right here amidst the aura of a tattered self who still dares to love.  Laying here playing dear notes above a whisper and below a hum that resonate with one but touch upon many.  Simply and not so … Continue reading →

Thankful for crisp autumn leaves collected into piles for landing a jump, uplifting conversations with loved ones, changes in airline itineraries for the better, dancing with a niece, wrestling with a nephew, hugging a mom, visiting an air force base … Continue reading →

Penning fresh ink, suggesting that I care what friends think, or what they would have thought if they would have lived long enough to have thought it.  It keeps returning like a gift I bought for myself, and yet somehow I … Continue reading →

Too many fragmented edges to hold, of shards kept hidden in phases of old.  Tiny cuts across palms, giving alms, holding resentment and my breath.  I sit and stare and glare outside, wondering how many moments until death.  This? That?  41 … Continue reading →

Desperately reading meaning into lyrics and hysterics, that may seem completely demeaning to anyone but derelicts.  Waiting on somebody else to do it for them, as they’ve never stood at the end of the stage, either in caged rage, or … Continue reading →