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 CHRIST, our God, who can gather the whole Cosmos into His Hands deigned to be a helpless infant, held in His Blessed Virgin Mother's a... [read more] |
 Just when I think I can't hurt any more, it falls on me like a deluge. I sit outside with nature and let the tears slowly come. My pet turtl... [read more] |
 People need a sense of identity. This can apply even when the identity is not such a good one. I worked at numerou... [read more] |
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Being pulled aside and told that I was too loud Too loud? How the Hell can you be too loud for poetry? I can see... [read more] |
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Today I’m thankful for Luciano De Crescenzo Who understood how we are all not only angels but how important it for us to... [read more] |
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On the beach one morning Olivia let go of her mother’s hand to run ahead where she had spotted some feathers in the sand.... [read more] |
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THE MUDDY MISSISSIPPI WITH ITS RIVERBOATS AND RAFTS A PLAYGROUND FOR TOM SAWYER WHAT COULD BE BETTER THAN THAT A CAVE TO GO SPELUNKIN... [read more] |
 An ageless curse bites.You make it hard. O my pride,I am changing the course of life.A pinch of salt worsensthe taste of love. A knife kindl... [read more] |
 it's heavy.... this want of you but you're unattainable darling i had a dream in the day of your scent and th... [read more] |
 I lost my voice. It didn't feel like my choice. But, it was, of course. I whimpered into blackness until I was hoarse.... [read more] |
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The guilt was heavy like the boulder I was pushing up the mountain to no happy end. Her every move was like speeding around a sharp, snaky b... [read more] |
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[after Constantine Cavafy's poem, "At The Theater," trans. Keeley and Sherrard] As soon as I had parked the car, and even before the... [read more] |
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Nightfall brings out our nakedness; slow, wet kisses as numerous as stars. When fully aroused, we launch glistening comets' tails. K... [read more] |
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I could whine about Ginsberg or Rupi Kaur or the general state of the universe and it would be hollow complaint... [read more] |
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I headed down my home street walking past houses I’ve seen hundreds; thousands of times. There are old homes and new hom... [read more] |