Revolution of Self
Spoken Word Poem I need a revolution of my self. I need to overcome the alienation that society has imposed on me, separating what I do from who I am and know I...
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The Dreamers
Poem Artists are dreamers anyways They were born to dream Artists are creators anyways They will leave their mark in each and every way Give them a word, and they will turn it...
The Red Butterfly, Part Twenty One – The Gray Gelding
My head hurt, my back hurt, my vision clouded by a thousand flashing lights like a constellation invading in broad daylight. I slumped to the ground and sat there among the dirt and the...
