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A deadly sin signs every fall. Sins are not just things invented by religion. They are crimes against all humanity. What is pride but arrogance? And arrogance deceit? My friend… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
A deadly sin signs every fall. Sins are not just things invented by religion. They are crimes against all humanity. What is pride but arrogance? And arrogance deceit? My friend… Continue Reading
The ghost passed by me In the garden disguised as wind, A barely noticeable breeze as succulent As fresh raspberries when summer Arrives as a memory of being young. It… Continue Reading
THE INSCRIPTION When he was young, he was immortal, And allowed many wounds to be inflicted On his spirit and flesh. When he grew old, he acquired mortality Which he… Continue Reading
They lived a flight of stairs Up from my parents’ flat in Germany, the American soldier And his wife. I was a young boy. She called one of her cakes… Continue Reading
There was a time when he Didn’t have the will nor the Power to contain his eruptions Of temper because he was too Impatient for this life, and Everything moved… Continue Reading
I think I miss an imagined version Of cricket, where there are no failures Nor unkind words, where there is no Permanent core of self-doubt Writhing around my heart, and… Continue Reading
we’re all screaming into the void although we’re too tired to stand would rather lie down and sleep forever helpless to change things we thought our screaming would change the… Continue Reading
His bones knock against each other In the way separate parts of one Collapsing sculpture collide. He Knew from the start that Convalescence was just a Euphemism for slowly dying,… Continue Reading
The smallness of death, The insignificance of turning The corner one day, full of life, And then, nothing, just an ending. The unexpected resonates In our chest cavity to create… Continue Reading
On this day The time differences cease Across the continents The ice cuts loose The sea smooths Into one tsunami Darkness is universal The birdsong stops The sun goes out…. Continue Reading