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Burn Out

The flame that burns out its fuel does not endure to witness the rebirth that springs from the ashes. It has done its part.  Another creature will yield the result; Another life will benefit when the original flame is long mute and exhausted. -kerry e mckenna

Poems

Southern Summer

It's time for an oldie and a goodie for today, my friends.  It's terribly hot throughout the United States, and in honor of this, you guessed it, a poem about a hot summer.  Enjoy with your favorite iced beverage or skinny dip. Don't drown your computer, as they tend to fuss. SOUTHERN SUMMER A swelling… Continue reading Southern Summer