books
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The Grass is Always Redder
A poem about my commitment issues “I’m a man panning for gold in the river. Sifting through dirt and pebbles And fool’s gold So much fool’s gold.” Continue reading
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Birdbaths in her Palms
When it rains in this chaotic city, it pours, causing chaos and awe. The powerful rain transforms the city and its people into a symphony of water and emotions. Continue reading
Hole In The Hedgerow 