An eclectic mix of poetry, creative writing, and other nonsense.
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The white panther pads Alight against the grey of winter Stalking through the cemetery Walking there alongside me The white panth... -
Here’s the thing, I know we haven’t done this before, or at least in a while. But fuck it, it’s worth a shot. We’re supposed to l...
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A pre-dawn chill runs up my spine as the black and white cat meows at the door. Another yawn hisses out of my wide-stretched jaws. To...
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So I decided recently that I want to see more of America than just the Shenandoah Valley. Unless unforeseen difficulties arise, I will be on...
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From time to time, I have flashes of dissociation, a third person view of consciousness that makes me wonder: What even is th...
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Doing time in a cushioned cell. Pillow bars and blanket shackles bind me to this time and place. Escape is possible, but the insurmounta...
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I could wax poetic about the loss of innocence, the awkward-sad tumble into adulthood, beginning at teen-age and tangling up your lim...
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