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the fire at the corners of my eyes -
- smoke billowing -
- make blinking that much harder -
- once in awhile ash collects in an iris -
- a promise to burn things -
- blind.
We can try to understand
Why we won't get Promised land
It's not for us, we don't deserve it
Were made for evil to be served.

There's nothing we can do about it
Sins that we can't even hide in.
The reasons are exactly clear
For them to understand, my dear.

Our fears are gone and this is it
Just close your eyes and trust a bit.
So here we stand and here we die
Decision's done, it's over now.
The Breakup Buffet

Love was sweet, or so it seemed,
Until it soured like spoiled cream.
Heartbreak served on a silver plate,
A buffet of feelings—what a fate!

Tears are salty, regrets like stew,
But hey, there's dessert—moving on too!
In this feast of emotions, you'll find,
A breakup is just life's way to dine.
We all have tasted a sweet from the breakups buffet
I wandered lonely as a rose by Autumn's gate
as I lay there in still repose, petals strewn      
I fell apart like dessert moon;
The scent that once perfumed my reign
were mellowed by September's rain
I drifted distant in the woods.
All my husks fell to the soil
each petal dried right where it stood    
No gardener's hand of hue embroiled
that filament that quivered slow  
like dying embers of nights glow
Shambled, windblown as the wind
beneath the last of summer's ray
regretfully I did rescind
As summer lost her fired splay
I wandered,
Lost and alone like a rose,
until the end of summer froze.
Iran rain mist dews

Hurricane Al-Aqsa floods

From river to sea
Jealousy is but a poison's curse
that leaves you nothing
but disappointment to rehearse,
over and over; self-loathing.
The only time I see my father cry
Is when I look in the mirror,
I despise him
As much
As I am him,
He wasn‘t big with apologizing
Yet I had to learn
Lawrence Hall, HSG
Mhall46184@aol.com

                       Dock Workers’ Strike – BUY TOILET PAPER!

WE ARE AMERICANS!

Whenever threatened by enemies furry or domestic
By hurricanes, tornadoes, earthquakes, storms
By shortages of food, water, and electric power
By aliens stalking us and eating our cats
By famine, fire, dispossession, revolution

WE BUY TOILET PAPER! WE ARE AMERICANS!

We are armed with our AK-16s and AR – 47s
Uniformed in our Wal-Mart camo from China
Size 89XXXXL-Lard-***
And we will by God stand together as ONE -
And fight each other to the death for toilet paper!

Oh, and do you know Jesus?
Dock Workers' Strike
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