Poetry, Spiritual
Leave me not, lest I fade
Leave me not, lest I fade. I, drawn of dust in blood-fed chest; tree without rings tongue without taste…
February 1, 2011-
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Prose
Reason to Speaking: Prelude
When someone who has authority speaks, people listen, and it doesn’t really matter what they speak on, if they…
August 31, 2009 -