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Poetry
Monday, April 13, 2020
Like That Cat
uncertain
like a toss
of dice
win or loss
one of them
is ever pending
not a game
never ending
a quark
its spin
is insignificant
whisper in the din
yet that
that is how
we balance
hanging now
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Zophorian
Education: BA in Philosophy with minors in Theology and Political Science. (St. John's University, MN.) MA in Modern Studies: European Philosophy and Literature. (Columbia University, NY)
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