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He’d had enough of these fools and their petty grievances. Storming back to barracks, he shot the culprit in the leg.
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for a candid conversation.
I let him burst
in terrifying clarity
while reminding him
of life's absurdity.
We hold each other
and watch this burning world
as we both smile.
The ash
becomes our blanket.
We drift into dawn
with fists scabbed
and free.
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GOP: "We must institutionalize all transgenders!"
47,209 white male shooters
GOP: "This is the cost of freedom."
GOP: "We must institutionalize all transgenders!"
47,209 white male shooters
GOP: "This is the cost of freedom."
all of us in our own way
some of us girls
were dressing the wounds lugging
water and bread
to the front
my dreams burned off with the clouds
shirt wet
your blood my tears
your green eyes I recall
carrying the dreaded
eventuality
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broke us down
took our dignity
we went home
tails between legs
to mommas tearful
embrace
reinvigorated
by love and
kindness
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broke us down
took our dignity
we went home
tails between legs
to mommas tearful
embrace
reinvigorated
by love and
kindness
#reinvigorated
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#poetry
the light inside you
can be channeled 2 dissipate the various hells
perhaps
the best days are ahead
the pain will inform gratitude
perhaps
the kids born today will love paperbacks
the benevolent ones
when they die
watch over
us
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#perhaps
Perhaps, thought Stephen, I could live my life in reverse. Watch the arrows pop out and restring themselves in the bow, watch the lady’s finger erase the what for, wheel the bucket back up from hell as the neighbors wheel in their complaints, leaving silence in the garden.
Perhaps, thought Stephen, I could live my life in reverse. Watch the arrows pop out and restring themselves in the bow, watch the lady’s finger erase the what for, wheel the bucket back up from hell as the neighbors wheel in their complaints, leaving silence in the garden.