I am No One
I have been defiant. Shaking off the conditioned cloak. Stripped bare to my bones. Where I became no one, No one but myself.
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Buzzard Ladies
Buzzard ladies, I salute you. You are the topic of the hour, The fodder of gossips, And the inspiration for a thousand questions. You don’t seek the spotlight, but claim it all the same. Hermits of the hills, I admire you. The audacity to not need us, Your solidarity of one, The tenacity to shirk … Read more Buzzard Ladies
Happy End of the World Day….again. (journal)
An ode to January 1, 2000 In case you missed it, today is predicted to be the end of the world. I’ve made it through several ends of the world. Maybe you have too. What I like best about the end of the world is the day after. The new beginning. Here’s some words … Read more Happy End of the World Day….again. (journal)