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Monday, June 04, 2018

LIFE AND TIMES OF A DRUNK - a bar hopper's tale

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Notes - inside, that place, we see the world spinning, faster, faster, highly revolving through space, TIME, A smoke at the bar, 1987, dri...
Tuesday, May 08, 2018

The New Reality - Letter to home

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The New Reality - Letter to home Oh how could they, destroy that beautiful place inside our minds? Deep moonlit scapes, wonderous pool u...
Wednesday, April 11, 2018

My hopes and dreams

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My dreams are very little. All I want is enough to live on, maybe a beach house, where I can lay on the beach, watch the waves come in, wr...
Monday, April 09, 2018

A LETTER TO THE FUTURE - WE SORRY

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Dear future, Right now, you're probably reading about this time in your history holograms. We're sorry. We tried to create a b...
Wednesday, April 04, 2018

NATIONAL PRIDE AND THE BUILDING OF A DREAM SET ASIDE - Fiction?

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A nation so divided even on the simpliest of simple ideas cannot stand for long. Even this thought, those words, could be decreed as being...
Saturday, March 31, 2018

Whispers in the wind: A POEM

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WHISPERS IN THE WIND - A POEM The way we were, Like tattered pictures, Thrown on the floor, Memories, It was, so apparently, so easy, ...
Friday, March 30, 2018

A letter to a true love - a love poem

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A LETTER TO A TRUE LOVE - A LOVE POEM You are my everything, You are my desire, My dear one, My sweet embrace, You are the one That I...
Friday, March 23, 2018

A TRIBUTE TO MY COUNTRY: A road trip through a life

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A TRIBUTE TO MY COUNTRY: A road trip through a life CHAPTER ONE: A return to my home town Eyeless wonders in spanish towns, looking up a...
Wednesday, March 21, 2018

WANDERING THROUGH THE MIND: A Mother's misery

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Wandering through the broken streets, late at night, 3 am. We saw the minds, madness, imagery, blasted on the TV screens, drunken rants, n...
Sunday, March 18, 2018

ARE YOU OKAY? A random poem in memory.

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ARE YOU OKAY? A random poem in memory Mister, are you okay? Little kid, Standing on the street, Silent night, Oh what a night, 1978, ...
Tuesday, March 13, 2018

Everything has worth - even a turd!

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I walk the streets of a rich, artsy neighborhood. Trust kids writing and painting, Ive moved up from my living under a tree days. There...