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 Having observed so many diverse relationships over the years got me thinking… to be precise… I wonder what would you’d say If your so... [read more] |
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Naked, except for his 'OTC sheers,' Araw stands before the old, full length mirror. He feels the launch sequence approaching: the seve... [read more] |
 Verse 1 The country weepsAs the peoplesConscience sleepsAs they fight In hate against Their own peopleNever bothering to careViol... [read more] |
 "Unkempt Traditions" spinning teacups toppled half-burned incense drifting forge broken bells that wobble in untidy... [read more] |
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"New Rhythms" In the steady glow of the laptop we swap plate sizzle for microwave drone, a single-serve pour-over in a ce... [read more] |
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"Traditions Unkept" In the clash of cicadas at dusk we once gathered on the back verandah— barbie coals glowin... [read more] |
 objectification and that m-1 flow seems so dried up to you eating the things the big fishes shit out its the opposite in frogs the lady is b... [read more] |
 What I want to be and what I want to do. Who I have to be and what I have to do. Just think about that for a second. Most of the time, the w... [read more] |
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"my own ignition" (in the lab of my childhood) In the lab of my childhood… I held a flake of sodium,... [read more] |
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Part I: The Scars We Carve I recall the night they dragged my brother from our yard, Shouts echoing like... [read more] |
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Today I am grateful for understanding the beauty of each raindrop. as they fall on to the mountains, the rivers and the plains… and h... [read more] |
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May we understand…no matter who we are… Our gender, our religion, our nationality our name The rain that falls from the sky nourishes... [read more] |
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In the mountains one of our favorite activities..because of all that it contains… is to sit out on our porch and experience the rain.... [read more] |
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"echoes of lawrencium" They called him Lawrencium, earth’s heaviest ghost, A minister of molecules, his commandment strict:... [read more] |
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Naked after love (he had kept his brown socks on), we watched the bedsheet slowly absorb the streaks of his released, core-confected sweetst... [read more] |