Poems accepted for publication elsewhere.
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My pocket-watch tells me it's ten to three,
The moon peers though a silver tinted shroud. -
The song of the night
To be published in Sonnetto Poesia Autumn 2008
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He ripped away the patriotic fog
By painting scenes of brutal blood and gore -
There's no more Tweedledum and Tweedledee
Since Alice stopped their battle with her blade
