The After…

What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up Like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore– and then run Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over– like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load Or does it explode? Langston Hughes – Harlem […]

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RESPIN: Instant Project – Cheap Hotel Room: Occupied

“…And I was thinking to myself, “This could be Heaven or this could be Hell” Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say… Welcome to the Hotel California…” The Eagles 

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