Sometimes my heart is a child stomping his demands at the feet of a distracted nanny. Sometimes my heart is …

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  Is it a wonder when certain thoughts cross our minds, insert themselves into the spaces reserved for other things, …

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If I have to write another poem about the “world” just to prove I am not a narcissist I may …

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This tax bill is a white-hot poker sliding up the ass of the underclass, and let’s face it we are …

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