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A Precipice at the Back of a Stuffy Bus
February, 2020 Roar and whirr, somehow a soundtrack to my quiet thinking, unlikely and un-tranquil. Stuffy, rickety and an earlier...

Single Malt Whiskey
September 8, 2019 Thinking thinking thinking and trying to find. So many ideas in a scattering mind. Where is clarity? Calling from the...


On Meditation
Footsteps downstairs stay the motion of my movement.
Tossed about on the tide of my spine.
A swirling ocean breaking, crashing and gaping...
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