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Author Archives: Stephen Earley Jordan II
Poetry by Stephen Earley Jordan II as a reflection of Hurricane Maria and its aftermath in Puerto Rico. Continue reading
In the midst of the darkness, Loneliness came knocking on my door, unexpectedly, taunting me like an 8th grade bully. The hurricane became my malady and I did not think I could find a cure after loneliness came. Continue reading
“The wind raped my Basquiat-covered walls. . .” Continue reading
Only invite an exclusive group into your home/life. Not everyone needs to know what you have. We work so hard that unless we built a substantial relationship years ago, it’s difficult to find friends of substance now. And that’s okay–It’s … Continue reading
My sky crumbled up, taking the last breath from my parasitic twin. Silence twisted. Still I grieve you.
The King of Shame takes a bow, contempts his whores as nighttime cash-cows. They think he cares, but he abhors those he lays at the seashore on a foul mattress with distressing springs left with a scent and a one-night fling. … Continue reading
I forgot how the day gives solace, but the moon vows to haul us to that unspoken place– You crumbled blue to the base where weeds grew.