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Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home
You Are (I'm Here With You)
Joyce Will Soon Be Seventy-Something
All Too Clearly Now
So You Do (May 10, 2010 written for June 1987)
Like a Small Child Tucked Into
If This Is Any Art For Which You Care
Its About Waking In The Middle Of The Night And Having To Write It All Down
in-EFFECTIVE (Fragile)
From The Point Of A Star
Someone Send Out A Search Party
If I Were Your Island....
Spokes Spoken
Plain Speakin' (Lyrical Poem)
All Beings Considered
It Is The Rain
I Talk To A Machine In My Darkness
I Long For Stars
This Is It
Its Their Problem
Not For The Bloom of Tears Cultivated These Last 100 Years
the life and times of Medusa
Max on the max
Your Next New Dying Black Swan
For the Years of Dancing (Dance Hall Days Gone)
Make (of) Me A Snow Angel
Someone Burned The Trees
Crowded Out
Sometimes Love Comes With Electricity
I Feel Fine(r)
Try To Have A Good Night
Better To Bend Than Be Broken (CHANGE)
A Promise Is
Something More...
STRAIGHT FROM MY TILT-A-WORLD (legal copyright Melissa A Howells 6/13/2018 10:01am PST time/date stamped)
Les Animaux
Ghost Fox
A Little Bad Romance
I See A World
Where None Should Grow
Live And Let Live
I'm An Old Bad Dog Barking At The Rain
I wonder......
Romance For The Unrefined Mind...
Imperfect
Dog Lives Are Shorter
Now Is My Season
The Metaphor That Keeps On Giving...
Hunger (Whose Is It?)
Live Your Life The Best You Can Within Your Own Follicles
In Simpatico
Not Mine
Illustration
Hello Grief...
What It Means To Go Missing
This Is Your New Portland Now
For You Who Knows The Rain
Blur
The Seven Billion
Preschool Presence of Mind
Have You Ever Been Blue (self talk of encouragement)
What Truth There Is When You See It (Maybe I'm A Man...)
transaction and interchange
Throne Of Stars
Love A Cat
In The Winter Park
And Even Stars Die
Time Does Not Recognize Me
The Knowledge...
Some Women/Some Woman
what makes a monster (sympathy for the monster)
Laughing Maid (They Called Me)
Brilliance
Boy Restored
I Am Time
Storms
The Light Goes On In The Attic (WeAll Have Addictons)
Little Water Bug ( learning the lesson of true pain)
Hope You Enjoyed The Eclipse While It Lasted
Written For My Father Who Isn't Here To Know
Snow Is A Softening Of The Rain
And With Words I Let Them Go
Useless (Eaters)
Used to Think I Could Fix Them.
Into The Swirling Sea Of White.
Life's A Candle
Malla Batsick
(A Prayer of Intercession--Brief Joy)
Cuba Libre
Mrs. Stine, Isn't It Time?
Woman Of A Certain Age
Fragile Shell Of Morning
The Times Have Come Back Of Great Want And Lack, This Is The New Great Depression
Disappear
A Little Bit of Harlem in Your Life
why We celebrate the losers
Sometimes I Hear Him
When He Returns From The Road
Not A Good-bye Day (For Our Ghuey)
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