Poetry from K.C. Fontaine


the flow of ideas quickens beyond chronicle..

My last liberal cup
of coffee astral projected
from Hyde Park to Riverside
one late weekday morning..

No longer ‘agreeing’
with conservative ideas,
I now live and breathe them;

In other words,
no longer “a liberal

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