How speak the torn, seizured in thought, Into the carpet, as they're taught? When knees are scabbed, foreheads are bruised Against synthetic fibers, boozed, Which side will win the battle there, The voice of light or of despair? How speak the weary, beaten down, Into a screen in her nightgown? When bags are heavy under... Continue Reading →

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