, February 02, 2026
“In vino, veritas.”
, February 02, 2026
“In vino, veritas.”
January 21, 2026
This poem is meant to be read with the music it names. The listening is part of the text....
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When hope dims, the hardest question is whether dreaming itself has become dishonest....
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We fear the raised fists, but not the hunger. We fear the placards, but not the thefts....
November 16, 2025
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