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No White Light?

As she straddled across the room,

The Bar Stool

Carrier of man’s problems, pervasive and persuasive A place of peace in the midst of insanity and noise For a breather where none exists To wallow in life’s problems and listen to one’s own conscience To plan and pan, to feel alive To stare at the barman Or at the one woman who will serve …

A Little Girl Pinched Me Today

Walking in the streets today, something weird happened Two weird things happened A little girl, two little girls Walked up to me as I hurried away They each held on to one of my hands And prayed that I give them a coin I looked around, and saw Them. The mother’s menacing look Like a …