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No Hiding

No Hidingby Michael DoyleSometimes truth is stranger than fiction,With a whisper of angst, you find it in the friction.It’s the slow burn of ambiguous moral values,Hammered hard as if by some forsaken miscue.I like a friend with some mischief in … Continue reading

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What She Doesn’t Know Yet

What She Doesn’t Know Yetby Michael DoyleListening to my daughters proudlyAs they talk a bit too loudlyEach holding her own in conversationEach of them has their own ambitionsMy babies have grown up without regretBut I wish each would kindly not … Continue reading

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Lessons of Sadie Hawkins

Life in its myriad of dances has it’s meaning sometimes coming in multiples of delusion… Lessons of Sadie Hawkins by Michael Doyle Sock hop memories wake the school Where twists in plot are the rule All of life is filtered … Continue reading

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