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About This Author
 Writing poetry allows me to exercise my imagination and share it with others. I strive to write for the benefit of the reader using carnival fun mirror images of my life's experiences.
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Drops of lucid liquid life are dripping forward due to spacetime. Driven wet waves refract rainbow dreams coloring our destiny. Existence forms a pool of prose extending to the edges of expression, the source of painful exposure, where poetry dawns. Failure binds the bones to banal fantasies of making music, fame, claiming the riches of life, falsely yet more dreaded than death. Misguided by trusted teachers, mistreated by peers in power, mistaking fault to be the fee, misthink we, too often, our guilt. Descend into the foul fruit of despair, like icky insects that devour their gift, then rise to deliver the birth of new art.
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