Clint A. Avery, M.B.
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Gut RotA Poem by Clint A. Avery, M.B.The booze and the blackouts brought on by the bitter taste in my mouth from the blood on the lip of every chipped bottle, has made me no Sain.. |
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LeftA Poem by Clint A. Avery, M.B.I thought she would be the one who I would wait up for like the rising of the sun, but now I feel something else besides time moving, like the.. |
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Right HookA Poem by Clint A. Avery, M.B.I was just another kid gettin beat up in the schoolyard/teachers didnt wanna deal with the bullies, it must have been too hard/ to control them in the.. |
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Tilt-A-WhirlA Poem by Clint A. Avery, M.B.I woke up with a fading memory of how she used to look like the sun and the sea. and there were days when we would walk for hours along the edge o.. |
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The Rain of MeA Poem by Clint A. Avery, M.B.I've struggled withher shadow every night for two years. I keep my blanket wrapped tightly around my chest before I fall asleep, as if I was .. |
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The Call of The Tin CanA Story by Clint A. Avery, M.B.When I was five years old I walked behind my parents kicking a tin can, thinking to myself "this is freedom, no mom or dad to hold my ha.. |
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Settling InA Poem by Clint A. Avery, M.B.We all construct our own path through life. |
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Work and ClassA Poem by Clint A. Avery, M.B.Getting by with what you got. |
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