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The Conquest.

The Conquest.

you almost forget, it’s buried so deep you learned not to let your light shine learned to cover yourself with a smudge everyone avoids the one with the smudge it’s easier to hide the feelings deep it’s easier to pretend not to shine you cannot fail if you don’t try to shine you can always succeed with your smudge you know they won’t look all that deep but from deep, against your will, the shine always conquers the...
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Light One Candle.

Light One Candle.

December darkness creeps in for so many days of night before the light of spring returns. Endless agonizing days of winter’s wrath choke me with despondency and despair. One candle flickers. I focus on its lonely glow to keep me.  
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Clean Up in Aisle One.

Clean Up in Aisle One.

We were standing there, Nathan and I, watching a puddle of Ice Blue Gatorade form between us.

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They Don’t See Me.

They Don’t See Me.

A haiku for you!

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Ode to My Heater

Ode to My Heater

Yes, this WAS the most productive use of my time.