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Too Big to Be Eaten, and Too Small to Save the World

What if your life was at the bottom of that dude’s cooler? Your eternity, that bit of liquid there; You

It’s funny if a unicorn was a thing. A thing to touch To feel; It’s funny if a rainbow’s

Sunday morning, damp bench, Deep Creek Lake State Park. Pandemic pup sits beside me, panting after her free run,

I was walking Out for the first time Since then Since, I don’t know when Feeling naked Hearing “cho mo”*

Words are lovers that never love; Oblivious to the feelings they relate; For they may seem real and “tried and

Clickity, click, click On the simple myth Clickbait, clickbait Why wait? It’s a click or no? A yes or

If I were a canine only, I could live by olfactory And smell my way to mindfulness. I could

I’ve got the chills now, you see.

COVID’s men kill ‘in millions, indeed;

Gonna lie down with me and my fantasy, uh huh

My Testimony Many years have passed since I walked a narrow aisle And gave my heart to Jesus with a

I’m Blessed A blessed girl, I married Warren God smiled down and all was well. To make us feel really