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The Dinner

Ode To Social Anxiety   Sitting opposite my wife With my napkin On my lap, I gripped my fork and stabbed the duck, Marinated in weird oriental sauces, so I thought, Served with a smashed potato, As I was crushed… Read More ›

Purposeless

I woke up tired today. Hot sweet Expressos In tiny white cups, Stirred me a little.   But ¬†lethargy, And the heat, And the crushing ¬†humidity   Made me anxious, Gave me palpitations, Made me light headed And confused.  … Read More ›