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From a distance the white houses and white churches glow,poetry on a hillside. Passing through in our technological tube,Norton,Virginia comes and goes,a cosmopolitan crumb sustained by dwindling black blood pumping through railroad veins. Approaching closer,dilapidated shacks and crumbling shelters lean toward chaos. Rusty pickups clutter littered garages. In weedy yards,[...]

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Soundless Love

Like the memory of a sweet violin I sing inside your ear and bring you to meet another part of yourself.

Like a dewdrop rolling off a leaf I fall in a silent journey to the pond below with a soundless splash and a gentle ripple

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Saint Louis,Missouri

   A few weeks ago I was in Saint Louis for a couple of days. I auditioned for the orchestra there. The audition didn’t pan out. But the visit to the city was interesting.

   I got there on Easter Sunday. Not a good time to arrive in the middle of red state territory. It [...]

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Boy

Caress-able       Silky       Smooth       Vivid       Arc In liquid time.

Itchy bubbles       Blistering       Sucking       Black hole Of desire.

Cascading fire       Melting       Smoldering       Searing       Flesh In lightening’s eye.

I watched him showing off his backbends and [...]

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My Hero

Army sergeant Robert Stout is a brave man. Not only did he spend time in the heat of battle,and was wounded in Iraq,but he has the incredible courage to stand up for his sexuality. And the balls to publicly call for change in the Pentagon’s outdated “don’t ask,don’t tell”policy.

Now [...]

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