Feeling nothing of consequence It takes a lot of effort to be normal I’m living with hail inside my head and I walk on rainbows with my eyes closed The reckoning wipes clean all that I cherish All that I’m left with are blindspots I become a shadow of a cyclone A…
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Author: Phil Slattery
Publisher, Rural Fiction Magazine; publisher, The Chamber Magazine; founder, the Farmington Writers Circle. I have written short stories and poetry for many years. In my careers as a Naval officer and in the federal government, I have written thousands of documents of many types. I am currently working on a second edition for my poetry collection and a few novels.
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Phil Slattery, Writer, Publisher 