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lecture in syntax from a historical perspective

I was born on a Sunday.

I raced boys in tree-climbing.

I rested my head in the lap of a living saint.

I replied after the sound of his slap resounded throughout our home. 58 more words

Poetry

Life is an orgy an a cake

We move like most,
We wear it well,
That fine frown,
Every single morning,
It catches the light,
It is expedient,
There are not many things to laugh at now. 70 more words

The Human Condition

Action Steps - from “The Procrastinator's Manual” (not yet published)

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

My attitude determines my altitude.
Therefore, I will endeavor to pursue. 90 more words

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pirouettes

I dreamt of being in the Red River Valley,

a man who spoke fire pursuing me saying

he would place his flames within me.

So I’ve been rehearsing my getaway, 54 more words

Poetry

autonomy

maybe I am only fragments,
an earthworm split apart.
my striations, divisions, incisions
remain though I am more
than just remains;
not a box of bones… 43 more words

Poetry

Misery by Inches

I nod to the comrade
In his ghastly green jacket,
A terrible fellow-nod,
He gets this respect
With his tight fish eyes,
But he would not nod back, 215 more words

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Little Red Doors

On a winding street of red doors,
I am a red one.
See what you will,
Try that you try,
I will always be both ends… 149 more words

The Human Condition