my drafts
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Of Forgotten Ascendants
an ideological culture clash poem
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Of 1869: Time Travel
a very short story about imagining time travel
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Of The Cobbler’s Melody
I want to be your sole provider -The Cobbler add the words 😂
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Of Keepers Of Secrets
“Can you keep a secret?….”The beginning of a conversation that gets you entangled in other people’s…
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Of Hands Of Gold
…for hands of gold are so cold, but a woman’s hands so warm…
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Of The Concrete Club
Welcome to the wonderful world of concrete The first rule of the concrete club…. How to…
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Of Zhanje The Mountain That Smokes
If mountains could talk, the stories they could tell……
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the rainbow
a rainbow seen from my concrete jungle the storm passes over atleast for awhile it does…
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i’m a ragged notebook paper torn from its spiral,with meaningless ink doodles tatooed on my page,careless…