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What Do You Know About Love?

"... My love tells me, my ancestors did enough grinding for the rest of us. That it is okay to rest. My love reminds me it is okay to be still.
To look up and revel at the miracle of life.
My love says through it all, we rise."

This Love, A Tragedy

there is a hypocrisy that shackles me
one that keeps me up at night.
it is as much my truth as it is my fear.
this tragedy, old and lonesome.
i want what does not want me.
america could be mine.
but what's the use in loving
such an ungrateful lover?

"Coming to America affords you the luxury of making a little less for the promise that one day your kids will make a little more. Isn't the American dream so ridiculous and enticing?"