NO VAX – NO MASK
La música de las esferas Está flotando sobre Cielo y Infierno El color azul Está aplastando al infinitud Por supuesto que esté bien Y sus antepasados también La mayor fortuna Estará aqui para Usted La infinitud del azul hondo Como
Read morePoem: Fiction -by James Legare 6-10-16 If we are all slaves then we are all equal. Nothing succeeds like success. I recall a random conversation I had during the 90’s with a businessman while riding BART in the Bay Area.
Read moreThe checkerboard grid of streets has a fault line running diagonally through it. And, it is called Market Street. That particular early evening there would be no distant view of The Ferry Building nor even a hint of Twin Peaks
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