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13 Apr Overcoats

Last night I had a dream that Virginia Woolf and I bought matching overcoats at a thrift store in London. Green satin with a belt at the waist, with deep eggplant silk lining that melted against my skin.

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12 Apr In Stitches : A Prelude to Synapse

You remember when Larry and me laughed so hard that they put us in stitches? And the doctor’s face when he seen us split open down the middle, gigglin’ like little kids in the rain? You remember them months in the hospital, all those white…

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10 Apr aristophanes “lysistrata” cover

everyone likes a good fair fight explosion came from motorbike another involved suicide bomber on bicycle targeting police vehicle war drags on years and years no one wants to talk about it if we dress in silk transparent employing all our charms talents they will…

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05 Apr Peace

Driving in my car driving with no destination. Thinking to myself, trying to find an explanation. From the moment of conception, while still in the womb. Until the day you day you die, and are placed in the tomb.

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02 Apr Heart’s Words

Heart’s Words -Verse 1- What do you do when you love someone? But you know you can’t get them back (them back) Do you just get to getting on?

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01 Apr Bound

Numbing frost collects on an equidistant landscape As indistinct memories ache A gaping ination to devour tender sentiments shapes Yet the hazily beckoning avenue yielding to that obsidian void I refused to take For as long as life’s essence tumbles through these veins Despite brief…

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01 Apr sexy blue jesus

clinton rebukes israel over east jerusalem homes obama nasa plans catastrophic say moon astronauts alaska wolves kill woman’s teacher out jogging ireland frees 3 cartoonist plot suspects sarkozy and brown attack u.s. over protectionism pope benedict’s former diocese rehoused abuser priest chile puts quake damage…

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28 Mar Reflection of Angels

Hope she’s in a peaceful place Where it’s not 106 and war is not drunk with the polluted river water that terrorists bathe in. She was fourteen and murdered raped Her family saved from living with the horror. They were killed as well and I…

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26 Mar Empathy

You see me meek and frail, no confidence you say I have. You see a side you want to see. You look on the surface not underneath. Between the lines of vision and reason,

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