Category: Poetry
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Life Hereafter
A man lays in a hospital bed, cold, sterile, Holding a photo of his wife and daughter and son In his grasp as he comes face to face with peril.…
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Home, Where Did You Go?
Home, where did you go? I thought I found you when I was a child Painting the walls of my bedroom that nauseating pink The first room I could truly…
