Rising Sap
It was very much a game of chess....
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Speaking in tongues
Speaking in tongues (19th May 2008, 1.47pm) We both speak English, don’t we? I appreciate the generation gap may be Too wide to straddle, especially in those jeans
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Goodbye to the American Me
As an Irish immigrant in the U.S., I sometimes feel there are two of me; the Irish me and the American me.
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Flattered
a poem... just that... just about...
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Always read the Label Chapter 11 Would you like flies with that?
He did have some. As Paul slips Lynn the creased wrap under the table and she heads off to powder her nose, I start to make my way to the door.
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Star
There are times when it is all just an idea in the night, hanging, like a solitary star. Pick out each of those moments taking each one down out of the skies of time
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An Angel Walked By
I sucked it in, Like it was my very first breath.
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Love As Formication
You know that itch you can't scratch? It just might be love...
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