Author Archives: jkh

birth & death

Birth, the beginning Death, the end New, fresh, vibrant, green Old, crumbled, broken, grey Both with blood, pain, tears Anticipation, announcing hope for the future Evasion, eventually yielding to the inevitable fact of life Both keeping secret their itineraries Ripening … Continue reading

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abstractions, generalizations, and judgments

communities all of our hopes, fears, dreams; shared joys & shared sorrows starving hand-in-hand; shoulders to cry and lean on humans men women and children loving living crying dying ethnocentrism anything you might think, feel, say, do, hear, taste, see, … Continue reading

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the worst move ever

You’re moving to a new house, and not of your own accord, either. At the end of your lease your landlord decided on a whim to sell the property, leaving you no option to renew the lease. You have 30 … Continue reading

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in another life

Once upon a time I was a princess, Hiding in a castle from the world. A knight in shining armor for my love, And so I thought would be my fate. Until one day the spell was broken, So quickly … Continue reading

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people watching

All the people pass me by Traveling, conversing together Engrossed in their own lives No-One taking notice of me As he’s walking down the street The man with the crazy eyebrows Looks at me but through me as he Walks … Continue reading

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old red shoes

the shoes that she wore the night he loved her still live inside her closet the red silk is still stained from the rain that fell and the shoes are never worn the left strap is torn from when she … Continue reading

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day & night

Daytime and the sun shines bright; the world is limitless to me. Life exudes from all around and happiness turns to delight. Warmth enfolds me and I feel the essence of life, heat. But night will come haunting soon; it … Continue reading

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