Mother Of The Poor

Poetic petition to the Virgin Mary to allieviate the poor and homeless

IN THE FUTURE

i like keeping it simple

Oh, moon

That beams so bright above me; reflecting on you, I feel blessed. I think Heaven must truly love me, to feed me milk from her own breast

A Rubbing Of The Sun

A rubbing of the sun appears in gold and deep etched clouds in blue Crayola sky and myself, as I looked at six years old, with bright, new copper pennies for my eyes.
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Intercity Synchronicity

I’m riding on a train; on a train through the rain; through the rain falling down; falling down to the ground. And little silver drops fall again and again and again without stop
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The Gardener and the Hummingbird

Can beauty be caged?

riddle iii

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Ode To My Commode

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A Close Shave - Part 9 - A Craven Danger Mystery

Thelma Theodoracopulos was not enjoying the company of the man who came by for one of her special readings.

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warning this contains an extended sex scene, which may bore you to death, if that's not your thing, especially since I'm writing it.

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