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I live this Iliad. I have traveled mile after senseless mile Just to pace unending halls--become drunk And write wisdom o..

You’re right He’s a wonderful person I learned a little bit about grace that dayThen collected my things

They will fight you, he said. They will fight you in every moment and in everything But they don’t know the sweet smell of smoke Th..

It's never finished is it?

It's still in its infancy

Words flow, Discordant yes, at times, But meaning does not stand for standing in lines It’s in the air we breathe In the heavens an..

An exercise in words, trying to expose the creative process by leaving the "formula" by it's side (though not at all "part" of the poem)

She drew a finger across my palm, and to be fair, my heart This is how you say, “what” in sign language And this is how you sa..