afternoon serenity
birds become my tribe
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Bad Art
Bad Art (penned to NaPoWriMo’s prompt Day 8 - write a Ekphrastic poem using link to Museum of Bad Art) no need to travel to the Museum of B...
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With his arm around me literal brotherly love “You know you’ll be taking care of him the rest of your life, ” Or was it his life ? Either/...
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