Stories , Poems, and More By A.M. Moscoso

I know you I had you figured out. How dare you be something else                                                                                  be someone else how dare you make me doubt my reality                                                                                          Here I am God where  the Songs of Snohomish In the First,   trapped forever  in the First                                                                                    drone like bees lost in a field under a blazing  unforgiving …

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I’m not sure what this picture is trying to say. Oh wait. Yes I do. That thing your Mom used to say about always wearing clean underwear in case you’re in a freak accident or something. It looks like she had a point.