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STREETLIGHTS like dim yellow supernovas I make my way across the black asphalt padding like a stray dog across the pitch stage. The people think ..

from the perspective of an aged man looking in the mirror; his musings have an air of finality

from the perspective of an officer, on the hunt

a fictionalized quote i wrote

And with that one small act, that bright arc of light,the clouds and the grass and the dirtforgot my very name, I was erasedand unshackled from..

musings

about a girl in the past

One of my first attempts

It was hot outside

my first poem; written on a somber new year's eve