When we answer Pain with more, Then what We live with Is not for healing, But for War.
Health We Care.
Hurt is but one, Of their estimations Until the very, Surrender of seconds That the meager glove, Which longer sickens […]
“Who you?”
I looked at, Myself And said, “I am better Than this.” And This Looked back, And said “Who you?”
I am not art.
Ask and the disheveled talk, Then the grey historic will be making, And again expressively mistaking, That who has then […]
The Plastic Daisy.
Ideas are not, Strong enough Against a person, Who stands on them For power.
Heart of Ours.
We tell stories about us, In the heart of stars And there they are, Inside of ours.
Hello from Hydrogen.
I admit I was skeptical, Of the daily spectacle But after every hemisphere, Of a day On the risk of […]
Invitation to the Stars.
Forward of Their hand, Welcoming a Question mark Is what is ours, To understand.
Work is Life.
A Body to Donate, As a worker For hire Your insurance on me, Is 24 hour.
Who Will You Be On July 4th?
I posted a poem and drawing from 2015 about refugees on my facebook page as one does, and […]
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