A. Raphael
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Poetry is my first love, and writing words onto paper is my therapy. Maybe my submissions will make you feel something, too.
If you find something in my words, then it is my pleasure.
A. Raph
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Confessions of a Juvenile Corrections Officer
What they don’t tell you in training is that humanity is raw and that everything you see is uncut and mortal. These young people who have done wicked and unthinkable things are not monsters but a complicated consequence of humanity’s failures.
By A. Raphael2 years ago in Writers
Memories of the Beloved Trees
The ground was blanketed by the colors of the autumn’s tears. He felt then, another summer dream had befallen at his feet once again, not in shards of ruin, but in delicate pieces of the tree’s beloved artistry. The crisp golden leaves furrow between his raw toes, capturing the scent of borrowed time.
By A. Raphael3 years ago in Poets
