[tabby title="Poet Bio"] I cannot see you But I feel you In my undefiled spirit The preponderance of your grace so heavy The essence of your being in private Left with no choices in the middle of opinions To believe...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Why do the dead always seem like they still had so much left to do? Yes it’s true; a dead man is a dead man and none death can undo But to see his pale, blue-grey face,...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] They take my shiny shoes and jewels. They spit, call me a naked mule. Their smiles are wide, But I have, I hide What makes me laugh, “They’re the true fools!” What’s most precious they cannot take....

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[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Leaving no trace of steps taken by those who dare chase their dreams An unforgiving extreme of frozen Europa and charred, dried streams A meandering maze of an ever-changing, ever-moving landscape A manifestation once entered, none can...