Stripping Paint

peel veneerfrom lips to hipsas whispers steerwhere honesty lives ~ M.G. Iannucci 2020 Art: Painted Woman

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Bourbon Street 52

I took a tour of my mortality on the streets of New Orleans where Katrina left her watermarks on the fleur de lis. And a priest picked me up, with a Uhaul truck. My sins he would hear while returning for more gear. He threw the toolbox in the rear, and said: “talk to me”. […]

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My Reading of “Her” by Vidur Sahdev

This was the first reading of the poem. I was changing the pronouns as I went and in the end, I was surprised. I thought to record it again, but why? Honesty is beautiful. Thank you once again Vidur for granting me the joy of reading your work. You can find more of Vidur’s Poetry […]

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Vitality

VITALITYstrip your pretensedive into mein my murky watertrue life seethes~Thank you to everyone who commented on my post two days ago. The dialogue was refreshing. All of you who read and comment are so appreciated. After some time contemplating, I have decided against a pseudonym. My voice is unique. People would know it was me […]

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Hidden

i have been feeling…unseen Until the world capsizes, that is the way it will be. I will rock the boat, no matter how deep the sea. ~ Value your inner freedom. Photo: A little beauty

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