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Portugal

  Words grow cold Time sits in the mirror And when you look Years stare What happened, you ask? When did I leave the race?   A tear, a shiver, All from the cracking place.  

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Borders

 From my first collection of poetry, Men Love Chocolates But They Don’t Say.

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After the Tsunami

From my second collection of poems, The Price of Memory: After the Tsunami After the Tsunami

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