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Poetry Blog

You, Who Creates

You who creates the ashes and the dusk Behold the flame that struggles as it must Give us of your glory Holy are we Only with your trust....

I Went Back

I went back to the site of my own desecration and I returned, what little, I had found. I saw some unadorned crosses, and violence, and...

I Thought

I thought you said, you were a loner; I thought you said, you were the one; I thought your friends called you a stoner; I thought you...

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