Fluent Freedom

2.12.2013

Grandma 1 & 2

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Even in the arms of her groom Her eyes rested on the most attractive woman in the room You see, conformity forced her to be the s...
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1.11.2013

From Father to Son

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I was five when I heard those gunshots echo across town It was a hot night, July of ‘96 I was cuddled up with Mom The bedroom ...
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6.12.2012

Shards of What Was

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Through the wall he could hear the contained, clangorous sound of his sister vomiting into a pan; through the window, he could hear ...
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5.29.2012

Our Time

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How rude it is to keep beauty waiting I guess I’m hesitant to get lost in amazing * * * * * * * It seems strange, this waiting game ...
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5.22.2012

An Unusual Acquaintance

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On a highway day drive in April, I befriended a June bug We got off to a tumultuous beginning I flicked him out the driver window...
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5.09.2012

This College Town

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I see movement, living in this college town People coming home, going, people trying to get out We’re all here to go some...
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4.24.2012

Thunderstorm Thoughts

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The smell of burning fields fills up the night Aromas ignite the darkness The Sky shows its might Strike after strike Illuminating...
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