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“But the film is a saddening bore Cause I wrote it ten times or more It’s about to be writ again As I ask you to focus on…” -David Bowie, Life on Mars

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“If you could see everything but couldn’t change any of it, or if you could live in freedom in darkness… Which do you think is more fortunate? I think it might not be that bad living in the dark, remembering … Continue reading

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Digressions, an Alliterative Experiment

Discerning the disappearance of devious delights, Divided into discoveries distributed away from future delay. Does it suffice to disavow the disturbances that should doubtfully be destroyed? Disparate and detached: Despite assurances of those spiteful dealings denounced, It is with good … Continue reading

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“‘You have three other things to go on. They have a law, they follow it invariably, and because they follow it invariably, they have a highly successful society.’ ‘It’s still very tenuous. Unless it’s something like… Be cool.’ ‘I’m not … Continue reading

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Of Malice and the Nightingale’s Plight, a Poem

If Philomela could sing, would she tell of her injustices? What, then, would be the value of her song, serving only to embody the brutality she sustained? How fearsome it is to be voiceless, even before her flight; Painting but … Continue reading

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Slumber, a Poem

Drifting into sleep, the scars wash away Or temporarily fade as the realm of dream -unforgiving towards those who would underestimate- takes control of its jurisdiction. Obtuse yet enticingly forbearing, The taunts of promised restfulness are overshadowed by the fortuitous … Continue reading

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“To Pluto the strong, and praised Proserpine; Unsheathed the narrow sword, I sat to keep off the impetuous impotent dead, Till I should hear Tiresias.” -Ezra Pound, Canto I

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“Is life more than being entertained by literature, wise man, or more than traveling from one place to another, suffering from poor emotional health and pondering the people one loves? And what about those who lead a life of mystery? … Continue reading

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What We Once Knew, a Poem

Too far distracted by the patterns on the walls, The apricot streams of light pour onto them through the blinds Foreshadowing the night that is rushing towards. The artistry from the ambient sounds floats above our ears; Time would not … Continue reading

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“Men only think about the past right before their death, as if searching frantically for proof they were alive.” -Jet, Cowboy Bebop

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