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Absent My friend's father is a dead soldier. By dead I mean, he blinks, he breathes and shifts between spaces ...
The Mayor sings for himself
The Mayor sings for himself (i) I am the man who Kan Father, son and lover The one they call ...
Anatomy of Silence
Anatomy of Silence What do I accept from this silence, this silence that lacerates peace, this silence, anathema to bliss, ...
Till Death Comes Knocking On Our Doors
Till Death Comes Knocking On Our Doors Here, even amongst our own Anything you say of depression Can be dismissed ...
Wọn ni - àwọn olóye - wọn ni Gbogbo nkan ti o nmi lórí ilẹ̀ yìí, Lọ má kú. Míì ...
In all my years— it always begins— never have I ever, followed by many things that mean nothing at all ...