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James Bradley McCallum
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raising a voice to raise humanity
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Meg Turns Thirty Four
Meg turns thirty four today.  I recall the evening of her birth like it was yesterday.  She was reluctant to come out of her mother's womb. She lodged for a long while in the birth canal.  It was a good twenty hours before she finally emerged into the ligh...
Meg Turns Thirty Four
Meg Turns Thirty Four
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No Pasaran!
You have been placed on the fascist watch list…. This is a final warning…. I offer a final warning because I value free speech, dissention and encourage the free exchange of ideas… but the consistent spewing of hateful dehumanizing rhetoric, blatant falseho...
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Waiting for a Blue Wave
Hang ten Dudes. Hang ten Dudettes. There's a giant raging Leviathan flailing his arms whipping up storms far out at sea. He’s sure to build a mighty groundswell of waves. We’ll be winging on a mighty blue curls come real soon.  It’ll be beautiful. A perfec...
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Waiting for a Blue Wave
Hang Ten Dudes and Dudettes. There's a giant raging Leviathan flailing his arms whipping up storms far out at sea.  He’s sure to build a mighty groundswell of waves. We’ll be winging on a mighty blue curls come real soon.   It’ll be beautiful. A perfectly...
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see something say something
I saw the banner “See something say something” bestriding a Union City street raising eyebrows of suspicion in a hood’s once homey retreat I see the blood red MAGA hats embolden distemperate fits ready to answer jingoistic dissings with an ass kickin libert...
see something say something
see something say something
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Refugee
I am a refugee from the City upon a Hill. My homeland once a resounding light to the nations; has become a convulsing black hole, threatening to devour any semblance of civility. My City, once a radiant promontory of enlightenment, its illumination of liber...
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Refugee
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Refugee
I am a refugee from the City upon a Hill. My homeland once a resounding light to the nations; has become a convulsing black hole, threatening to devour any semblance of civility. My City, once a radiant promontory of enlightenment, its illumination of liber...
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Refugee
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Refugee
I am a refugee from the City upon a Hill. My homeland once a resounding light to the nations; has become a convulsing black hole, threatening to devour any semblance of civility. My City, once a radiant promontory of enlightenment, its illumination of liber...
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Refugee
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a seed falls
a seed falls on hard unforgiving ground the imperfect place nestled in a tiny niche compelled by inner exertions to connect to adhere to thrive it sprouts bounded by time it binds to place tendrils of life nuts and bolts hold fast gripping a prop of ground ...
a seed falls
a seed falls
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