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Absent Minded Love

Me:  are you mad that I love you? You:  yes, it scares me. Me:  if you prefer torture, i can love you to death (and you will die most happy and satisfied.) You:  hmmm. dying seems easier than love. Me: … Continue reading

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When One Belives The Lie…

  the dream and dreamer–die.   (two poems inspired from my classroom observations)   *     *     *     * Your Own   I Am the Everything You Dreamed me to be But did not Become.   I Am the Hope That … Continue reading

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