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Heart breaking
It really is Fia. America is tearing at the seams. Thanks.
Powerfully penned, Tim. Excellent tribute my friend. It’s a tragedy indeed, sometimes I don’t recognize the world anymore. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thank you, Damian. I don’t recognize it either.
Silencing beauty is one of mankind’s (and I use that term loosely here) gravest mistakes. We need beauty to get through what comes
Thanks for the comment, Willow.
This is the kind of poem that doesn’t ask permission—it reports from the wreckage. “A poem that will remain unfinished” is a brutal, honest truth, and the blood imagery isn’t sensational, it’s earned. I like how you refuse comfort here—no soft landing, no false resolve. The idea that the poems must replace her voice because they have to is devastating. This reads like a witness statement, not a performance. Necessary, angry, and painfully clear.
Thank you very much for the detailed comment, Thomas. Much appreciated.
This one hits hard. I’ve watched that video over and over again.
I saw another where an agent told a protester, “If you raise your voice I will erase your voice”…while I’m thinking, then the thunder of the masses will drown him if he does that. I can’t wait for the trials and all the video evidence.
We will say their names forever so they are never forgotten.
Thanks for the comment, Wally. I can’t wait either.