The Hidden Rooms of Despair - A poemTIMOTHY SHORTSep 13, 20241 min readLocked in… Looking out… Abandoned by love… And well-intentioned liberals… In hidden rooms created by people other than me… Crucified by public opinion… And political will… We are hidden… For all to see…
Locked in… Looking out… Abandoned by love… And well-intentioned liberals… In hidden rooms created by people other than me… Crucified by public opinion… And political will… We are hidden… For all to see…
Empty Home, Snow and Memories - with a nod to the BeatlesThe family home is empty... This is the rebel base. The place that you can always come to. Being alone can be good for a day or two. Then...
Memory and TimeTime is not a line but a dimension, wrote Margaret Atwood. Memories. Memories and time fold back on each other. Themes. Places. People....
The Job - (There is some disgraceful bad language)Part 1 You were good once... An example... But times change... And the clock ticks... And you either die the hero... Or live long...
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