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death

Nothing Much

Let the orchestra play for those who have an ear to hear and for those who do not have a musical ear let the drums roll. The bread has molded in the covert and the well has become a snake pit. The weeping look to the crying for comfort and relief and it all amounts […]

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When I Was Not

When I was not, I wallowed in a lonely labyrinth having no sense of direction and only the illusions of how I wish my life were. My vision of the world around me was obscured by the sight of myself and that abyss became my most persistent adversary. When I was not, I allowed others

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House of Fright

House of fright. Spiders and snakes, lizards, and scorpions. How many houses have I been afraid to live in? From childhood to adult. Lizards and snakes, scorpions, and spiders have terrified me because of the fear of them being in the house. I see them squiring about on the outside. Some climbing on the outside

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The Mirror

They have come out of the shower and are standing facing the mirror. He is standing behind her with his arms wrapped around her. Their bodies seem to emit a glow that adds warmth to the room. Softly he whispers in her ears, his voice barely above a whisper. “If it were up to me,

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