it was the hottest new spot on the east side of course and of course

brief landings never fool me my thoughts are made of tornadoes and I know the mind will never sit… “where the heart is” is the name of a bullshit map

going out for Golden Gloves when i was a teenager i trained as hard as anyone paid close attention to the scienc… my coach

it is not often that i think of peace or of the soldier i believe war is inevitable

the old ghosts ask me “what have you done?” to which i say “i have played guitars, and even b… i have walked endless miles throug…

i entered into my junior high poet… with such a sense of excitement to share the craft that i had disc… just a couple years earlier a craft that my gramma had

do not weep when the bird flies aw… from your window sill be grateful that it ever landed th… even if just for a moment

for all the good of the day she sought the places where youths did play a few kind words to say a light to make her darkness grey

we can wear the morning air like a jacket and move deep into those bright

let me brave myself for another da… for i am convinced that out there… worthy of all the pangs in the pil… let me have the strength to bear t… this face

dehydrated my heart became small hardened by the air of hopelessnes… with a little time and some water it has grown and changed

I like to pretend in alternate uni… where everything is almost the sam… just different in a few spots under another sun the two of us worked

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