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Jagged Edges

Jagged Edgesby Michael Doyle Her jagged edges blur into curves.The way she moves is smooth to my nerves.I like the way I find that her flow hits me.She’s a beautiful disaster that maybe gets me. She says every scar has … Continue reading

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Lapsed Into Vulnerability

Lapsed Into Vulnerabilityby Michael DoyleFor most of my life, it’s been grasp and capabilityNow we’ve followed the Silent Generation into vulnerability. Our straightforward path toward security and prosperityLent itself to jaded jokes that were mostly others’ jealousy.The sky was the … Continue reading

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