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Connections, Friends and Recommendations. Iconography Essays and Art Reviews. A View from a Car Park. The regurgitated love of Benjamin Norris. We only know what to hold on to. At times like this, my mind aches back. The burst-banked evenings of that year;. Where long and brittle shadows. And marvelled at the pace.
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We shall get there some day. Shimmer of stardust on the wall. Skin cool under white sheets. Quiet as a soft drumbeat. Nothing else is as near. Posted in Pieces of Me. You are the bows from which your children. As living arrows are sent forth.
Secreta aperi oculos tuos in circuitu potest non esse verum quod vides. There are many products these days,. Making yourself hide under a fake display,. Trying to make you look more younger than you are,. But whats the point,. If underneath you are the same person. Although we all have responsibilities,.
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Quelques photos pour se remémorer la soirée du 19 juillet à Balschwiller.
The world through the eyes of a male domestic abuse victim, but its so much more than that! August 22, 2015. A poem I wrote about the tragic death of Chris Mackney has been included in a book by Michael Volpe. Instead of posting or reading the original suicide note, I wrote a poem, which I am pleased to find has been included in the book. Who really killed Chris Mackney. Look into the shadows and you will see. The sharks that prowl within the courts.
Haiku, art and other wordly things. The stars in the city sky. Reach between the morning clouds. Why does it feel so good to have you. We two such long-time friends. But I do like the change.