Belgium (In the aftermath)

We are awake To the slaughter of innocence Kamikaze orbitals destroying The bare essence of a bridge – between inhale and exhale What we know as life We hear newscasters and reporters Petrified yet spacing out words As they broadcast from doom to the gloom As we start praying with our eyes on screen Hearts…

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Love

In Archie’s comics Betty and Veronica Are not just buxom creatures But the heart’s tug-of-war Between blonde and brunette As man retracts in age To be that boy once again – reminiscing The times when a woman is more than just a woman She is the sculpture covered in fabric Waiting to be unveiled by…

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