A BLACK CAT CAUGHT IN A HIGH TREEA Poem by E.P. Roblesfigure it out :)success is a black cat caught in a high branch (sweetest by those who never win) --the nectar of almost, of aching-- not one (of purple flags and marching hosts) can hold the whisper" what victory means. except"he dying, his ears" shut, bursting with faraway trumpets: triumph, triumph (clear as agony). :: 12.17.2024 ::
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StatsAuthorE.P. RoblesSAN ANTONIO, TXAboutI write a lot and I paint a lot. I think just enough that I believe I am a very crazy person at all times. I am very friendly to a fault and find life very very short. I write in bursts with each p.. more..Writing
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