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The Man Behind the Mask

And Suddenly It’s Nightfall Everyone stands alone at the heart of the earth pierced by a ray of sunlight, and sud…

That Day In Alabama

That Day In Alabama In memories of the bygone time A scene vivid in my life’s drama I still remember t…

Dichotomy

Dichotomy               Days of uncertainty ruffling its feathers till it gets the last drop of water …

Broken Word

Broken Words   How do you measure the incongruence in your life? a life askew and unstable…

States of Unitedness

States of Unitedness     Gradations of me; Increments of knowledge Of the self, and of you. I wa…

At One

At One       Solitude is my only friend; For what is a friend if not a comfort, To be in the pre…

A Mexican Is Made Of This

A Mexican Is Made Of This     A Mexican is made of song That moves the soul to dance With sprinkles…

I Am Not Brown

I Am Not Brown   I am not brown like I’m supposed to be, Like your eyes, American, persist On coloring m…

Dance of Imagination

Dance of Imagination     On her journey of reflection, she wondered over the bewitching power of imagination. …

The Constant Variable

The Constant Variable         How the fear of the unknown births in …

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