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My stories

An Ode to Poetry

Great, beautiful, majestic lady poetry: I'm astounded that (here in the U.S.A., this new world of virgin rivers and forests and opportunities beyond fear) that you should need

A Few Shoes I Have to Throw

So Bush's Gates is going to close "Guantanamo Bay;" for some reason the pretentious "news" made me vomit shake my fists and bare my fangs: I don't mean to fixate or have fits

An Ode to a Super-Market

Thousands of happy colors mingle: reds, purples, pinks and many more there are fresh sandwiches, gourmet cheeses, all sorts of magazines and cards oranges, star-fruits, figs and dates

An Ode to a Pizza Girl

Wretched - (my muscles aching and tense my stomach queasy from last night's excess my psyche caught on a barb-wire fence) I waited for easy sustenance The bell rang:

An Ode to a Joint

Standing in a damp, unlit field back to the road I fire you up: tonight, it's special just feels right, cool ya know Guess I was reeling from the alienage

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