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My Binders
by Michael Plante It serves me nothing to hate youfor what you’ve done in the past.I may not like your actions or your wordsyet it is not my position to carry your conscience. My stride is this;accept who you areand… Continue reading
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The Dreamer’s Paradise
by Michael Plante I met my wife when I looked into hereyesI saw fear, speculation, and wonderment.It was on a cold winter’s nightsnow was gently fallingthe world was waiting for our union-shipshe was waiting for love. In the darkness of… Continue reading
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The Howling Wake
by Michael Plante I woke the howling wake to see where it would take medown upon the river’s edge where the moon rose on a night such as this.I spoke to the voices of the past that sat there silentwaiting… Continue reading
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The Day I Burned Down The Entire World
by Michael Plante I was deemed defiant as a child,which translates to, “he does get along with others”.Possible autism, poor motor control and a speech impediment.Some things can be corrected, others cannot. After the source of the fire was revealed,after… Continue reading
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A Sailed Ship
by Michael Plante Remember me as I was,for time has stolen my mindand my body has come to still.I shall never sail the water’s deep again,or twist the tides of youth.Those days are goneas is my mind. Open to a… Continue reading
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Everybody Smokes Crack
by Michael Plante Plumes released into the night skya million stars to play withstreet dancers call out to dreamerswanting more than they can handle. A piece of luxury upon my pipepays the rent above the soilhell pays the price when… Continue reading
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A Death In Mimico
by Michael Plante The time on the clock stopped at 12am.far off in the distance I could hear the motors of the waiting trainsthe sodium lights cast an orange hue into the darknessfrom the yard where the nightshift worked. The… Continue reading
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Cheez Whiz Sandwiches
by Michael Plante Pink motels along the highwayfornication with a syringeso blinded by the sickness I can’t seeany way around this life.When I was a child I never had a gunjust a stone I threw through a windowI was just… Continue reading
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Going Home
by Michael Plante Blue skies aboverolling clouds that look like homefar away from those that lovealone with those that show no mercy. Am I being punished for being born?Is it my skin?Or the color of my eyes?Or am I just… Continue reading
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The Republic of Alice
by Michael Plante I’ve surfed the rabbit hole of illusiona dark twisting vortex of imaginationand landed with a thud that shook the worldas the queen of hearts cried in the night. I ate rabbit stew because he was too opinionated… Continue reading
