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loss |
once you said
"nothing has changed"
but you were so wrong
but you were so wrong
At times, old insecurities come to the fore, hand in hand with wistful memories of past lovers, loss, death and grief. At other times, I have bitter quarrels with God late into the night about sin, redemption and child-death; and when solace will not come, in despair, I run for shelter to life's true confessional—poetry.
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A satirical view of Donald Trump |
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A Lunar Chameleon Dance |
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The Surreal Allegory of Power |