Daily Archive: March 8, 2020

Liars moon lullaby…

 Liar’s moon lullaby I told the liar’s moon, eleven anthrax  shots given to my by the Army. I have forgotten more than I remember. I search my deaden mind for faces, for the… Continue reading

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You are in Paris and I’m here…

You are in Paris and I’m here   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and thoughts.                         You are in Paris and I’m here I hurt myself again today and I allowed you… Continue reading

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