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Humanity

Last Rites, poem

There is always someone better, By margins, meters, measures, Someone younger, someone stronger, with more stamina, more hunger, Vocabulated education, or of better-bred relation, with some idea of etiquette and […]
Last Rites, poem

The Art of Distraction

Darling dears, oh how they trouble me with all this nonsense and effrontery to every single sensibility to act as though we’re wedded to a cause without the mind to […]

Psalm

Psalm Lead us into hands That will care for us and keep us safe Onto paths that know the way, When we are lost and cannot find it on our […]
Psalm