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Category: Poetry

Poetry: Social Slavery | A Villanelle

Mind control. Save the mind for what matters.  Why do we skroll, skroll, skroll so endlessly?  Guard your soul from mental hackers. What is a like if your…

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Poetry: Water | A Sestina

You remind me of water, precious and available, yet rarely free. I try to only drown my soul  on the weekends and evenings. Taking paths that lead to…

Poetry: Free Ramsey Orta

A poem for a stand up friend still awaiting that liberty and justice for all. Forget their lies and tall tales. Forget the judge and the jail. Forget…

Poetry: Bug, A Sestina for Mom

You were my first home. That’s the truth. Into the world I went with a push. Our mutual first love, Grandma, cheers to the glee of being free,…