11/09/2016 Dear Friends, We, the Shocked and Stunned, gather to mourn a death. The death of Hope – an entire generation’s. A promising child strangled before her prime, long before she reached her full potential. All in an… Read More
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Posted on November 10, 2016 by akervand
Original Work, Poetry
concrete ceiling, not my president, poem
A creative blog filled with original poems, favorite poems, and the randomness in between.
Besides writing poetry, I am also interested in audio production and sound design.
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