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How To Be A Human Being.


I wanted to share the narrative that runs through my mind as I look at this picture.

The first thing that I notice is my nose, always my nose. It is my greatest insecurity and the one thing that I hate about myself enough to ever think about changing. However, they tell me that it is something I inherited from my grandfather and it therefore remains a homage to him. 
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When The Demon Buys You Flowers - Poem.


When the demon buys you flowers,
says ‘for you my love,’ scorns the sternum;
tears at the seraphic petals for divinity.
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