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Projection

Projection

I am fine. And then, out of the blue, I am not. Surreptitiously, It flows into and through me, slowly but completely, filling all the nooks and crannies of my being. I feel It in the body tension, the sense of emptiness, the loneliness: I am not enough, I am not doing...
So…I Am

So…I Am

So…I am supposed to begin this journey with a very godly description…”I am.”Oh…I am so much more aware of all that I am not!Whoa!!! I am to define and recognize and actually like and reveal the “I am?”Maybe….I am unable.My teddy bear has been...
The Voice Of A Silenced Child

The Voice Of A Silenced Child

Trigger Warning: This poem is a description of the disturbing reality of domestic violence as experienced by me around the age of six. If you are not in a good place to read such material, please stop here. I have no desire to retraumatize anyone. Several months ago,...
The Hero Of My Journey

The Hero Of My Journey

Looking in a mirror I see:a battered man,born into family violence,the violence of generations. I see a manwho somehow survivedthe violence of infancy. I see a manwho had grown accustomedto the terror of beingdaddy-Monster’s punching bag. I see a manwho grew up...
Love Is A Soft Earthquake

Love Is A Soft Earthquake

I wrote poetry a million times,And poetry wrote me.Subdued within the highlights of a daydreamI found myself staring at the lightsWaiting for my knight in shining armor to come by.I journaled countlessly for many days that crossed a fortnight,Digging deeper into the...
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