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The rivers run red Over a white ocean Glazed in liquid salt. The streams surge Against their smooth banks And flood over the black Cat tails that bat to And fro. And the waters Are pale and stagnant, Drained of their hot-blooded Hue. One would never know The tumult and strife At the river’s head. … More Nothing More


I haven’t posted in a long time. Sorry. Since the first day of classes¬†starts tomorrow, I’ve been busy¬†this past week saying goodbye to friends and family, packing for my trip to Columbia University, saying hello to friends at Columbia, hanging out with them, enjoying the last few moments of freedom… As you might imagine, I’m … More Apology/Update