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I am not a poem  just the poet. An interpretation reflects so seldom on the inspiration but rather something in… Read more

My lips are dry from all the caffeine, sun, storytelling loosening muscles and stretching thin the skin. They pucker out,… Read more

There are sparrows in September shaken trees, squirrels gnawing on autumn remains, wayward leaves under feet still crunch with satisfaction,… Read more