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 For you, I rename a certain star: C-Source, perhaps in the vicinity of Chiron, the man-horse, and appropriately endowed---like you, of... [read more] |
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The word was, once, only a haters' slur, which---in public school---I dread to hear; but now, though in old age, I choose to prefer my too h... [read more] |
 There must be more love and acceptance Ruthless hate and misunderstanding overruled United behind every American he should be regardless of... [read more] |
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Writing about minors in present tense is tensely, inherently, dangerous. So I will write my high school memories of the beautiful young male... [read more] |
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Putting present novelties on a dusty shelf, I shall embrace the choices of my younger self: the definition of Beauty, and the handle that sa... [read more] |
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 Rumble, rumble, the tumble of the rumbles, come As she fills her pockets with rainbows, and lightning bolts. Cutting her fingers on shards o... [read more] |