I naturally started writing with my left hand because it just felt right.
I held a pen in my
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I naturally started writing with my left hand because it just felt right.
I held a pen in my
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Would there still be hunger
when there's no one to eat?
Would there still be sufferings
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I changed my profile photo yesterday.
It's a photograph taken in the Central Park, NYC.
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Blue has come to visit my hometown,
The unwelcome visitor leaves bookmarks on the worn
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"Sometimes," he said, trimming a bud,
"You have to interfere.
But every other time,
you simply
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I come from a place where kids line the cinderblock walls,
afraid to step on the lava in the
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Forever far away
in a feverish, fiery, eternal expanding cosmos
bathed in deep, dense, viscous
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Crotchety winter days are on their way
and in the air is an urgency
to start making friends
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In the Land of Poker Cards,
There lives citizens of fifty four.
Spade, Heart, Tile and
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there's a deep void out there
one that people think they can see
but most times they can't
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Feet sweep between dark tar and white lines,
the streets reel with soft cries.
Thousands of
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The children here play in sand here
the low tide safe enough for their parents to
let the
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Does an open-pit sit and wonder,
with all the emptiness it contains,
what its existence would
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