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The Dark Path Brightens

It occurs to me That I require an ideal To summit these peaks. Something more than a patch. My tenacity shouts above my perception Shooting ...

  • The Dark Path Brightens
    It occurs to me That I require an ideal To summit these peaks. Something more than a patch. My tenacity shouts above my perception Shooting ...
  • Windward Times— Special Edition, September 29th 2010
    ***A prose poem written in pidgin english Da gross cockroach militia stays booming in da plumbing in da face of mass killings in Kaneohe ...
  • Remembering Pauline
    How do you say goodbye recall the fragile faith  in the eyes of a starfish before tossed ashore by the careless surf? Or crack the ...