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my mother is proud I have scrubbed her pans I have tended her flowers i have sat and listened Io her stern warnings concerning the spreading of my legs my mother is proud you can read it in her smile... Continue Reading →

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Scaled feet tap dance on the asphalt The rhythm lost in the folds of the city noise Your tail feather kisses burning cement Once Twice -thrice You intently peck Your black and white coat In this lake of neon colors... Continue Reading →

Remember when you reach your dreams end The dream you and I had Remember the bashful eyes

Source: Milk white.

I was told fire can be friend or foe At times it consumes you beautifully Yet it obliterates you completely The next day.

as the biting winds spared not our skins and taunting crowds ruffled our emotions

When the fiery disk rises I take flight, destination waiting Though misty a morn, a plan the good Lord devises When the fiery disk rises Cold gusts I beat as hope arises Each flap, each glide confidence reinstating

Time will tell the waiting crowd the legacy you wanted when you missed as you were missed every second seeing you labor with the weight of love. minutes spent sketching will seem well spent as you tell of how you... Continue Reading →

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