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THE POWER OF IDIOTS

I sit in this room, this crumbling room I grew to love, cluttered by the mementoes of a crumbled life. Framed photographs of friends,...

A WALK IN THE RAIN

He aged within the silences of our stilted conversation. His eyes were those of a man who’d seen his kingdoms fall and the survival...

Salvation

Things take time. To be a good surfer in my estimation takes 5 years. To be great takes 10. To be a nation it...

BIRTHDAYS

I don’t look in the mirror anymore because it always startles me when I don’t recall the face. This year I had the most solitary...

I FOUGHT A WAR FOR YOU

The trumpets that break the dawn A fanfare to the dying and unborn Passion replaced by duty Love replaced by fear And the ticking of the clock Says “Young...

THAT’S HOW IT ENDS

She died in my arms Not a word was said In silence we rose And got out of our bed Her eyes would flash I knew them too well Every...