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After Goya

The Disasters Of War Page 7

On his knees the lone man begs to be led away. His wide white eyes stare into a sky all mottled & black. He knows the future holds no salvation in the swirl of gas & scarlet rain.

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It's Mother's Day
By Dawn's Early Light at 120 Miles Per Hour
The Man With His Back To The Room
Intimacies, Prose. Poems and Stories
Homage to a Widow
It's Only TV
Improvisations - Chapbook
After Goya
Improvisations - From Contemporary Music
Mustering What's Left