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 Isn’t it ironic…amazing…beautiful… and it never ceases to astound us… how the moment we decide our life is magical we begin to see ma... [read more] |
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I’ve brought this up a few times before…but again I have to share how there is a kind of magic imbedded in this tie-dye bucket hat I... [read more] |
 a poverty no one names There’s a poverty no one names— when we refuse to spen... [read more] |
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The Orchard Suite: Peter & Grisha ... [read more] |
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mother, mother (reboot) Mother, Mother — are you crying? Come look: the roses are dy... [read more] |
 Here in this suffering, this crucible womb, The known gods falter, their altars go blind. Each creed, once golden, now echoes of doom, Are s... [read more] |
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from dust to heartbeat (a galatean resumé) Few carve ivory towers on pedestals of marble— s... [read more] |
 Huellas en el destino, borradas por las olas, cada ola, un susurro, un surco que se esfuma. Cada huella,... [read more] |
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nothing like a mother orphaned Graffiti scr... [read more] |
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Ode to King Saul’s Son Stately you stand, Prince Jonathan, signet band resting on your... [read more] |
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On Taking The Early Train Yes, I will try to be brave as dawn’s whistle aches o... [read more] |
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Friend, too many will not want you to enjoy the romance you seek to share with that English boy: their rages will gather like storms to assa... [read more] |
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Today I’m grateful for understanding no matter what comes our way… our happiness depends on how we deal with those inevitable bumps i... [read more] |
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May we be blessed wherever we travel in life through states, countries and time zones… to be able to turn any predicaments we face al... [read more] |