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Beneath The Grey Facade

Beneath The Grey Facade

BENEATH THE GREY FACADE dust off the shadows beneath the grey facade  venture in through crusted corridors treasure is unearthed for the one who cares to listen she yearns for her story to be told take the young girl’s hand as she leads you through the forest...

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There’s No Place Like No Peace At Home

There’s No Place Like No Peace At Home

My first memory of daddy-Monster: I’m three years old; he beats me as I lie in bed. There’s no place like screaming myself to sleep. Daddy-Monster locks me in the scary basement when I’m four or five. There’s no place like knowing I’m safer behind a...

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If I Had Stayed

If I Had Stayed

Timidly I share one story, then only after assessing your reaction, I share another.As if feeding a duck, one piece of bread at a time, Ensuring it will follow.Once you are full, I watch carefully for clues that you will fly awayMy pain too much for any...

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Engine-Like

Engine-Like

I know nothing about engines, except the four-stroke combustion cycle: 1) induction (fuel enters), 2) compression, 3) explosion, 4) expansion (exhaust out). At the emotional level, things worked similarly for me: Induction: my father’s and other authority...

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Alien Invader

Alien Invader

Twenty-four years old: Someone treats me with contempt. Someone views me as worthless. Someone disrespects me. A bureaucrat treats me as an object – a thing to be discarded. Anger churns within. Without thinking, I retaliate. A...

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