Scars
Whatever draft-dodgers pamphlet I was given Never touched me with its luck. On a day where the sky seemed the limit, with its blue fields...
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Words
Words are not meant to run, But to be seen in motion, Always winning the race. You pictured it would win, As it told you it would. Your...
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Breaking Down My Father’s Blessing
My brother look just like me. Curly hair twisted round stems Sensing seductive smoldering of taste. Made that tabasco baked batter, While...
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A Star In Supernova
This is a letter to Aidan Blossoming from the outside in, As a star implodes on itself Presenting only a black hole Of loss filled with...
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Prayer’s & Picture’s Of Growth & God
Pink and orange strokes shimmering off a Virginia backyard, Like the fruits of Jamaica pinned to the sky. A Toucan pinata, piranha to my...
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Blinking In The Spaces On The Roads Of America
By Kaelan Brown There’s friction between the lines. Light poles trail beside me. Through glass I see the rhythm, fingers snap to signal...
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