Authenticity

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UMD

UMD
Many out there
Lost souls at sea
To outside eyes
They look normal
No...

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Mouth My Name Slow

Mouth My Name Slow

If you think of me quick
and you
mouth my name slow
Then...

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The Land Beneath the Stars

The Land Beneath the Stars
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An Occasional Dream

from the anthology Somewhere Behind These Eyes

An Occasional Dream

Occasionally
I dream you are imperfect
You have torn your dress...

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Some days push up allot of...

In different ways some days push up daisies.

In some days you have to die to push up daisies....

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I will Always Remember

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I will Always Remember

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Index

Former President's Revenge Chastushka writing com/fan story
I...

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Sandman

Sandman

Eyes Shut
when I
Sleep
At night
Daring
The sandman
To fight...

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DINNER PARTY

Eight dinner guests sitting round the table
Bear in mind though that story is only a fable
...

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HOW DID LIFE FIRST APPEAR?

I'm looking for something that can't be found
It's really well hidden and not on the ground
...

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Just for the sake of saying...

Just for the sake of saying "hello"

Courtesy garden variety/generic common Joe
who strives to achieve becoming
(even posthumously...

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The sins of the father

Sin

The sins of the father when I speak I start with myself. To hear your child tell you they grew up in life...

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Workplace

Workplace

You are
my workplace

My quill
Lies within
Your chamber

Spectators...

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Grim reaper scion donned as...

Grim reaper scion donned as nodule on lung...

Lodged squarely upon corporeal property
(i.e. necessary soft tissue)
of Amelie Beth Harris-...

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Wake up

Seed but raise never seat become star deed

Wake up

What’s next comes late though the body of text where to early we loose when and while we translate
A...

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The truth should be told..

And this is a short one.

Ttruth be told
Roses aren’t always red
And violets aren’t exactly blue.
The society we...

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RIP ERIC DICKEY


Died so young at the age of only fifty nine
His literary works will be his eternal shrine...