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I Came From Water
Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home
Every One of Us Has a Door....
A Little Bit of Harlem in Your Life
After Wide Sargasso Sea
The Dreaming Life ( A Series Of Dream Vignettes)
Not For The Bloom of Tears Cultivated These Last 100 Years
All Beings Considered
Great Big Waterproof World
Someone Send Out A Search Party
THE MILES THAT ARE LEFT TO GO...
The Off Brand
THE CRYPT OF THE KEPT AND THE KEEPER
UNDECIDED
21st Century Proverbs...more will be added, you wait and read...
The House Is Alive
THEY NAMED ME ENOUGH
If Prejudice Were Dumb And Could Not Speak
Burying the Dark
So Glad I Met You
Being Ourselves...
Knock, Then Come Through
I Need To Fly
To Them, I am Dead, I am Dead
I Turn Forward
Uncovered
Beyond Door Number Three
Little Man Orange--My Mister Peanut Butter Trout
The Blue Buffalo
THE STITCH IN THE TELEPHONE WIRES
The Springtime Shadows Play Games Upon The Wall
The Differences
Wisdom of the Infinite
Not Someone's Grand Illusion
The Storm
Patch-Worked Trilogy
And Then It Wasn't Hard To Be Eight Years Old
Prairie Town Progress
Great Spirit
Elise, Elise
The Make-Up of Molecules
Make (of) Me A Snow Angel
Threading Myself Through The River Called Night
Dragons
HOW
EVENTUALLY...
THERE WILL BE MORE ...
At Night I Dream of Vampires Who Have No Bad Intentions
morning thoughts (begin again)
Human History is Pockmarked With Tragedy
Unseen, The Lilacs And The Daffodils
Nothing's Sadder Than A Rose
A Man Of The Clouds
The Cruel In The World (Blue Bag Metaphor)
Somtimes in Surrender
Encounter Before Dawn
Shedding Your Skin
Liminality
A Smattering Of Mattering (How Do You Matter)
NEEDING /KNEADING MORE (sometimes)
WHAT WILL YOU THINK GENTLE READER, AFTER YOU'VE FINISHED READING THIS?...We Are All Star Children
Not My Season
I Will Return
Like The Wind In The Middle Of The Night
The Hoping
Better To Bend Than Be Broken (CHANGE)
Belle Du Jovan
The Hope Of All These Things Which Would Never Come In a Box
The Best Revenge (For All Your Critic's Critiques)
Informed Through Pain
All Too Clearly Now
The Birds Are Such Un-numbering Creatures of Distant Hitchcockian Past
Shrine
Silver-Tongued Devil
TONIGHT
The Factory of Resentments
Expect Yourself
They Grew (A Poem From The Imaginarium)
One Which Brings Me Unending Release
Where The Weird Actually Tried To Turn Pro
Accountants
Within The Green Wind Becomes The Fall
Open Lines
You Got Your Lilly Back
Errands (WHAT ARE YOUR UNOFFICIALLY APPOINTED ERRANDS?)
I Write This To Remember
Marinate On This
This Snake
What Could a Death Meet-Up Have To Offer?
Where The Dead Don't Mind...
Canis Latrans
I Wish God Had Better Magic
For Another Mean New Sun.
It Came To Me While Doing Laundry On A Sunday Looking For Some Blank Space To Write In Before It Was All Gone...
THE POCKET DOOR
Nameless
Night Train
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