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Poems from the Sinkhole
I dare you to just click somewhere on the black screen. Scroll until you think you found the spot.
No really, I mean it. Just take a leap. What's the worst that will happen?
It's just a poem, come'on, a poem can't hurt.
Babylon (a poem)
Holding My Breath in a Tunnel (a poem)
Fireside (a poem)
stream of consciousness 3 (a poem)
stream of consciousness 2 (a poem)
Beacon Hill (a poem)
Running in Water (a poem)
Spikes Required (a poem)
All I Covet (a poem)
Rain Clouds (a poem)
Synchrony (a poem)
Executing the Executionist (a poem)
Small, Wrapped Moments: Papa
The Bakery Beat (a poem)
Finding Home (a poem)
The Risk Management Shift
missing teeth and cold feet
Morning Brew Reminds Me of You
The Migraine Library (a poem)
God Gave Me a Wire (a poem)
The Music Box (a poem)
The 1 am Soak (a poem)
the 3 stages of Time (a poem)
It’s a slippery slope. (a poem)
No Time for Leisure; Teacups (a poem)