The following is an embellished account based on a real experience. Inspired by the poem “the 12 hour night” by Charlies Bukowski from his book “what matters most is how well you walk through the fire.” Christopher Titus Save Me! By Shannon Laws “…our bodies were worn, our spirits whipped. there was a senseContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Christopher Titus Save Me!”
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Poem: As an Old Man Who Sleeps Standing Up
His eyes close As if he prays Corners of his mouth Move as a young cat Dreams of suckling Does his faith send a Request to his god Or does he dream. A tear falls from the Outside corner Lands on his collar No—it’s sweat, A drop from his hair. Old man is like aContinueContinue reading “Poem: As an Old Man Who Sleeps Standing Up”
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