| A Year in the Life of a Poet |
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| Author and Poet, Mary Ann E. Shiech |
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| Everything always looks so simple in black and white. It's only the gray areas that make life confusing. The hidden innuendo's lurking in the shadows, that discerning figure cleverly cloaked in bad clichés. I fancy myself a writer, an eccentric perhaps. But that's really just a fancy way of cloaking my lack of sanity. Irrelevant ~M.Shiech She calls herself a writer when she's really unemployable. You think she's just eccentric when she's really certifiable. She's really quite intelligent, if that factors even relevant. . . In any event . . . She calls herself a poet while she surrounds herself in sadness. You think she's just amazing, but that's part of all the madness. She's really quite confusing, but the part that's truly amusing. . . She's just losing. . .her mind. |
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