short poems
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Disappointments
Like Decembers steal color from the trees…like the sky when it erases the sun and we are left to do without the light…like life …wrapped and stuffed into bottles of deception…like whitewashed hopes and American nightmares… Continue reading
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Memories
Dear memories, how dare you stalk my past, shackle my thoughts to your smile, and then ground my mistakes into a trembling apology as if anyone escapes history. Continue reading
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