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The Painted Skies Of Our Eyes

[A Poem]: What could you see better with your eyes closed?

Thankful.

On a day like today, memories of the past remind me of the value of being thankful everyday of the year– not just on Thanksgiving.

Acrophobia

A poem about an irrational means of conquering an irrational fear.

.slicks.

Not all that is frightening is wrong. Not all who’ve been broken are lost. For where there is hope, there is life. Where there is life, there is love. Where there is love, there is everything.