i promise this is the last batch, don’t want anyone climbing the walls or thinking i’m a broing Uncle Herb type with his projector slides from trip circa ’93.
i’ve had fun manipulating the truth though.
The Bangor Literary Journal: Poetry, Flash Fiction, Art and Photography
Welcome, I present to you the unequivocally raw and realness of my words. Not shying away from any subject matter or theme. Free verse + Narrative poetry, Blog entries, and Montly poet interviews. Peace, RhymeRula
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