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honesty
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Humble
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Hard to explain how much I hate the word humble Insidiously supplanting sincerity and stumble- Spoken into each gobful of gratitude as toke...
Valentine
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On this, the day of martyred lovers I recall a misunderstood comment. “One day I’ll see you live” it said. Of course it meant li...
Indesiderata
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You looked at me and the love in your eyes faded And I realized it was this I was most afraid of. The swapping of fluids is only an ac...
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Choices
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Choices. We all have to make them. Which drink to drink. Which thought to think. Is this rock bottom Or nirvana's brink? H...
Per Luciana Zapparoli - L'Anniversario D'Oro.
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This I drew this for my mother-in-law on the occasion of my in-laws' 50th wedding anniversary. It is an image of her on her wedding...
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Christmas 2002
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Once there were three: The magic number- 3 witches; 3 wishes; 3 wise men. Maiden runs away; goes to see a crone. The witch of the East ...
Idyllic, but my brain won't SHUT UP!
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Speaker Celebrity
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Three years of ridding myself of my rage left me bellaputrescent and old for my age. I appear to you now as a mere wizened spectre; A wr...
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Life as a Legal Drug Dealer
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Daily I hunch as a pensive Paolo Upon the stool of derailed dreams. Bathing in burning garlic fumes and the stench of chip fat long sinc...
Lorrainespotting
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Choose existence. Choose to talk to your firiends. Choose to get the fuck on with it, even if it means you'll have bad dreams. Choose to...
Return from Sonar
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The signs above my head read thusly: It is 18 degrees C. It is 4:42 AM It is prohibited to smoke. I must wear a seat-belt. To my right,...
Five - Six - Thirteen
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After a glorious production the sun bows graciously behind the trees on my right to rapturous vesperturnal applause. To my left the bats ...
Love: All
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To err is human, to forgive divine What course of action will be thine? Heroic vengeance, stoic acceptance. How sincere if any repentance? A...
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So Spoke My Lover's Ghost
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Kiss me love and let me die, No backward glance, no tearful eye No longing or lingering last embrace No staring blankly into space Forg...
Constant Companion
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Let me with thoughts just silent be And smoke this rollie; 43. I have no urgent place to go, I’m not alone. I have my Woe. She dances o...
Open Skies
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I’ve tried to explain this rootless of times but all come befuddled like passions of crimes and all I convey seems like paranoia when al...
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