Passing glance in the Rearview Mirror

I tried to share the sounds, the smells, the views with my friends back home. I felt excited. I felt silly. I felt vulnerable. I don’t know why this makes me feel so sad. 

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Dusting yourself off after “collapsing in the Face of Reality”

“The process and the result are very close to each other. A poem can lift me for a day, sometimes two, three if I think its good. It’s often a very personal experience, because generally, there is no one to tell. Hopefully, the reader experiences an atom of what I am experiencing.” – Raymond King Shurtz

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