Years ago a good friend encouraged me to notice all the beauty around me as a way of battling a sense of hopelessness. From a child's laughter to a flower on the side of the road, beauty and hope are everywhere. Your poem reminded me of her.
David Hightower’s lyrically expansive meditation on the whims of fate and the unpredictability of the human condition fill the pages of THE HANGING MAN DREAMS with thrilling music and mesmerizing imagery. Hightower’s richly infused voice echoes the e
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Jane
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