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Drinking the Dream at the Libertine

I walk up to the bar, Ready to consume that American dream Often lost in inebriation or other things. That dream that everyone knows happened, but can’t seem to remember. I order a Manhattan, and the bartender pours me a splash From every bottle in the bar. She adds so many garnishes my lips can’t… Continue reading Drinking the Dream at the Libertine

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Evolution

A universe exploded Such an explosion It spawned: Dark, light, daytime, and heat. It was cold already. In that explosion, love formed And took shape over time, Just as the worm did. Which ultimately turned into The giant worm. God watched from a close by station What did He evolve from? A crash? Why doesn’t… Continue reading Evolution

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Savior (Inspired by a more brilliant writer than I named Ryan Mayes, who is a total genious in my book.)

I started out my professional career as a social worker in Waxahachie.  The work was interesting enough.  The benefit of knowing that what I did made a difference in the world, was something I wanted to live for, for the rest of my life.  Ever since I was a teenager I knew I could never… Continue reading Savior (Inspired by a more brilliant writer than I named Ryan Mayes, who is a total genious in my book.)