San Francisco
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A Show (poem #372)
A show, curtains raised slowly to reveal creatures dressed up and ready for a glamorous affair, a sing-song dance or…
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Desert Heart (poem #371)
Sun barren, moves across golden lined hills into a desert heart, filled with cacti and creatures the space between the…
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Anonymous Notoriety (poem #370)
Day time lives, a world of looking and wanting to be seen. Moving against a wave of anonymous notoriety. …
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Doodling (poem #369)
Doodling, Mind drifting across blue lines, white paper held together by spiraled steel, a line becomes a shape, a figure,…
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Advertisements (poem #368)
Burrowing into lies, lives lifted look up into a sky laced with advertisements. a comfort a home, made of jingles…
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My First Novel: Back to the Grind (2/22/19)
On Monday I returned to my book. I opened up the Google-doc and skimmed over it a few times. I…