Poems from Unquenchable

Dad
I was "peaches and cream" skin and red tufts of hair to him, Held in his young dad arms. He was first teacher, first love, first hero,...
What is this... This measure of gravity is more than I can bear for long. The waves wash stinging salt water into my nose, Knocking me down...
Bridges burned, Ties cut, All by one's own hand. Time wasted, Backs turned, Hourglass low on sand. Youth gone, Wisdom naught, Shame a...

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