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    The Waco Paper Police

    The Waco Paper PoliceBy FlatDaddy     I’m not sure of the year, but I still lived on North 11th Street in Waco, and I must have been in about second grade, ‘cause we were all together then, my two older...

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    • This is a good story. Caught with the help of two paper boys. You had some fun times back then.

      • Oh, I had a few fun times, Fia. Not everything was “sturm und drang”.Thanks for reading this; I wrote it all in one burst last night after a memory of the event surfaced yesterday afternoon. I’m glad you like it.

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    Manyme

    © 2026ManymeBy FlatDaddyI grew up rough,     but didn’t know it at the time.I grew up poor,      but didn’t admit it at the time.I was given good direction,   but rarely took it at the time.I had good and bad...

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    • This is freaking deep and introspective.
      This really got me “still be someone? And not someone?”
      I took it as can I still be a person and just not another number.

    • Hey, my friend…This one aches with honesty—the kind that doesn’t clean itself up or ask for forgiveness.
      It’s messy, human, and brave as hell, the voice of someone still standing inside the wreckage and telling the truth anyway.

      • Thanks, Thomas, this is a very nice review, my friend. And yes, it was difficult to write, but you know how things have been with me lately. I’ve been very circumspect about many things, and this was one result of that.

        However, how about a laugh? Check this page or better yet, any of YOUR pages or someone else’s work. You will not there is an option to listen to our poems, even when we did not make or post any audios for them! And they are absolutely dreadful bits of garbage! It’s too funny to get angry about it, especially since it seems to be affecting all of us! The Spoken Word category is gone, too! Isn’t it hilarious? I sent a note to Fia about itt. What a hoot!

    • Oh yes…..I’ve heard my poems read by machines…it’s hideous.

    • Oh, I’m a sucker for free verse. The way this flows. The unapologetic confessional narrative. This is bold, brave, vulnerable. It is all soul, and I love every line of it. Thank you. Very powerful.

      • Thank you for your kind words, Kay-1. I have to admit it: I’m a sucker for praise. “Thrill me chill me fulfill me,” the lady said. If you know where that quote came from, you understand; if not, it doesn’t matter. I don’t think we’ve met, so welcome to my pad. I hope you venture through some of my other work. And let me know if there is any particular piece of yours you would like me to read, but beware: I am honest in my reviews, unless you’re writing about me.

    • haha. Lydia Deetz. Beetle is my man, or maybe it’s my childhood crush on Michael Keaton that has me thinking this. He is and always will be my Batman. I digress. I very much plan on reading more of your work. Sometimes I simply read and like, but since I have your permission, I will definitely offer my feedback. You can look at any of my posts and critique them. In fact, I could do with some critique of my last post. I’m thinking of polishing and publishing it. I know it’s rough, and I have thick skin. So do your worst.

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    Dead Poet

    © 2026  Dead Poet   dirty crimson winterpoet takes an icy lane   more slippery than most   greybound skies soon splinterwith the echoes of her pain   the screaming of her ghost   we  could only watch thismany miles from where she lay ...

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    • This is a beautiful tribute, and I will follow your lead and write one in honor of her.

    • I’m sure Renee would approve of any kind word through verse from another poet. Nice tribute.

    • I think I see the changes. It’s a beautiful, yet powerful poem.

      • Thank you, Tim. I must say, with all that’s happening, I am exhausted. That’s not a complaint, just the effect of all this on my mind as much as my body; I’m getting too old to be even a word warrior, especially when I must be concerned for the safety of my family. I’ve been to several protests here in Austin, though it’s hard to get around even with a battery powered wheelchair. I don’t relish doing that when ice (water ice) comes to cover streets and sidewalks. And yes, that does happen here — snow sometimes, too. But ice of any kind is not welcome here. With Texas having a very large border that is NOT fenced off, and our very large migrant community, it’s a bit odd we’ve not been swamped by ICE or Border Control. But then, we’ve got a Republican governor. However, that may change soon, I think. And then what?

        • Getting old is no fun. I’m sorry to hear you’re confined to a wheel chair. That can’t be easy. As I’m getting older my eyes aren’t as good as they used to be, and these aches and pains in my feet are no fun either. I have this weird feeling like Trump is not going to finish his term. We’ll see if I’m right.

          • You are not the first to suggest Trump may not finish his lterm. . Not only have I heard that by some one else, I’ve said it, too. He’s one year older than me, and surely under much more stress., so it wouldn’t surprise me if he doesn’t finish the job.

            And I’m not confined to a wheelchair, But I can’t be on my feet for more than about three minutes, max, so I have the wheelchair. It helps a lot.

    • Great tribute dude, as we said this is just starting here in America. There is more than two more years of of rights lost, invasions, and lies. Prepare

    • I felt the need to honor her myself this morning. I’m glad to see you arrived first. When they’ve silenced a poet, we must step up and carry on. I am…overwhelmed by the atrocity. And bracing myself for what’s to come from the hit squad next. Beautiful memorial

    • Cold, stark, and unforgiving—this grips the chest and won’t let go. You feel the frost, the loss, the helplessness. A bleak landscape carved from grief. Raw, precise, and brutal.

      • Thank you, Thomas. I didn’t even know you were here. I’m just now preparing to do an audio version and will ost it in the Spoken Word category when I’m finished.

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