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Drydocks and Parades The warm breezes of great heights ran through fine light hair as I straddled my father’s neck, gripping tight to his c... -
Looking Back, I am Enough I meander these halls of hopeless entertainment which life seems to bring me and remember where I’ve come from. I ...
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I’m a Riverboat Boy, Poem on Halsted Street As sure as church bells Sunday morning, ringing on Halsted and State Street, Chicago, these mem...
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