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“All I know of hate is that it will never beat the love out of me”*
Despite the hope that I carried with me, I knew the results before the polls even closed. That uneasy feeling settled in my bones early Tuesday morning, filling my belly with anxiety. I held it there. I tried to brush it off as paranoia. Yet, I recognized this feeling. It was the same one that Continue reading
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Maybe Trapped Mostly Pensive
Cities familiar and unfamiliar The voices come and go as they please. Some nights, I can hear them whispering inside my head as I struggle to sleep. My thoughts are a million per minute. Images flash behind closed eyes. Houses are empty. Vacant living rooms, cobwebbed and forgotten. A city where dreams wither and die. Continue reading
Chapin City Blues 