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Nausea – A Poem

Under the sickness is permanent peace. Over the sickness is bliss, a form of sarcasm, insecure light rays from the culture’s sunscape. Topping the bliss is personal pain without surrender and spurts of momentary magic…


Gym Crow – A Poem

Today I mourn injustice, the cardinal days locked in heresy defined by myth. I repent for the birthright of oblivion pouncing. The trade I made was a common mask, a legacy of dust…


Gray Area – A Poem

Nobody can alter the colorless space in which you appeared. This is something you will find in your house as you exit the gray area…