08 Then The Rain Came

 

Contrasting Worlds

A poet looking at the sky at night, a boxer looking for his next fight. A starlet looking at her own face, a padre looking for a state of grace. In a...
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Don't Call On Me

Cold winds blow through city streets as winter’s grip takes hold and grey souls in downbeat worlds retreat to lies untold. Rain-lashed pavements now...
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Her Beautiful Smile

Abandoned by a mind-set that demands healthy sons: loneliness beyond comprehension. Profoundly disabled... physically, mentally, deaf, blind:...
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How To Explain?

They say they'll be there at heaven's gate: the one's who pray and congregate. If we do the same we'll be at the feast, but how to explain a...
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Twenty Years Later

I’ve tried them all: American, Russian, Cuban, French, Turkish, tipped, untipped, low tar, high tar, mild strength, full strength, nub-ends in the...