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A Story by LSS
The transition from a boy to manhood should never be a flight. This story is true in all its shame and horror.
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A Poem by LSS
Old Age Has Its Hazards
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A Poem by LSS
Struggling with Free Verse, I mean to set it right.
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A Story by LSS
I was washing dishes after Christmas, alone late at night, when I came to the pots and pans. One particular pan needed soaked, until I saw what was in..
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A Poem by LSS
When I was less than 10 yrs old, I went fishing with my father and his fishing buds. This was my true introduction to the wild and wet sport of fishin..
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A Poem by LSS
Written for my wife a few years ago. On the occasion of our anniversary.
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A Poem by LSS
The gentleness of voice and hand,
They don't belong to boy nor man.
The softest touch
On earth I've seen
Is from a woman's hand on me.
A nurse, a..
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A Poem by LSS
Looking out at the free spirits roaming the city streets, while I have to be stuck in an Hospital room with tape wielding, hair ripping orderlies.
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A Poem by LSS
Try falling asleep in front of the TV, you might get this old poem I wrote. My wife got tired of coming out late at night and waking me to come to bed..
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A Poem by LSS
Birthday wishes
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