Time heals all wounds?…
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Last grasp (A poem)
It seems some things are harder to let go of…
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In the moment (A poem)
Not a great weekend for writing. This is what I was left with on Sunday…
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The nature of silence (A poem)
I spent yesterday watching Japanese movies checked out from the library. This poem was inspired by クローンは故郷をめざす (The Clone Returns Home)…
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Is it? (A poem)
Writing it down before I lose it…
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From this side of the wall (A poem)
An odd way to start the day. Oh, well…
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Waiting for someone outside the door at the end of the hallway (A poem)
A scene from last night’s activities…
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After the equinox (A poem)
Up too early—a bit chilly this morning…
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Capitalism (A poem)
I ended up not writing anything yesterday (though not intentionally), so I made sure to write something shortly after I awoke this morning…
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The sound of bells (A poem)
At the apartment complex where I live, recorded bells sound every half-hour from 9 a.m. to 9 p.m. I wrote this in the morning, before the first bells…
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