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Exploding the myth of the "Good Guy with a Gun".

My first freehand digital painting and a modified haiku

There are no golden years unless you make them as you go.

I fell in Feb and injured myself. I've been unable to type until now.

One vignette into a great love affair.

Poetry is insurrection, start the revolution Rhyming nonsense is simple to remember

Light oozes from a cadaverous bloodless moon Naked limbs denuded and exposed casting a silhouette

Happy Birthday Lawrence Ferlinghetti. My life is richer for reading your poetry and prose.

He lay there tonight in abandoned sleep The dingy sheet draped like a dying toga