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I like sonnets because they’re musical A student gave me a bogus hall pass I function as a muse and/or a fool There is no rhyme or reason in a class Social or Spanish, space shrinks in this school Students … Continue reading

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I really almost die inside my sleep where the whiteness of squall and sea prevail as a gust of gulls swooped down and wassail in the salty air through which my thoughts leap. I crash in waves escorted by seaweed, … Continue reading

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Q: What does a king do on a snow day? A: Reign, beloved! What’s today’s mathematics? Understanding. Days with no dramatics but plenty of flair as our fears allay. I place more importance in the new day than in a … Continue reading

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Over him there sits a pall, resting dense despite the sun and sand of the tropics. He looks at the sea through clouded optics despite his tan skin, his body is tense. Kids throwing footballs near the wooden fence that … Continue reading

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The stack of paper eternally grips my entire neck as I revise papers and I decline as my spirit tapers while beeswax falls as each candle drips on the bottle it is in. Purple strips of wax stretch themselves like … Continue reading

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A bright water ring on a black ash sky, stained gray by the twilight and streaked by cloud, guides me as I move away from the crowd which might make me suffer or make me die. The air is moist, … Continue reading

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The days pass by like daggers in the breeze while nights sink low into the muddy ground caressed by deer that stalk without a sound at dawn to eat the leaves that hang from trees. The sidewalks look yellow and … Continue reading

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