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This Torment Of Drowning

Jose A. Tovar·April 1, 2017

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This Torment of Drowning

written by: Jose A. Tovar

If you cannot understand my words,
How can you understand my silence?

If you cannot understand my cries,
How can you understand my conscience?

How can you understand my anguish?

This torment of drowning
In a sea of people
Who are as alien to me
As the morn is to night.

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:

The suffering individual tragically misunderstood by the crowd.

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Inquiring freethinker undertaking a journey of moral and intellectual transformation: I strive, I search, I hunt for the hidden and forbidden, mold it into poetry, and let the shadows within me burst free...

B.A. in Political Science, former Analytical Linguist, and lover of liberty.

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Ash Douglas lives in Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada. He works eight hours a day in a law firm in corporate finance, and the rest of those hours of his days he works on his writing. Starting a blog, Earth to Ash, almost eight years ago, he has and continues to explore all genres of writing with a special love for poetry. The stories and poems that he writes are deeply rooted in his youth, his family, and his experiences in life to date. A year ago he began a Podcast reciting poetry and celebrating all things written word. His journey in writing has garnered him many publications of poems and short stories and is delighted and grateful to be a part of a poetry anthology set for publication in May 2024. He doesn’t claim to be a great writer, but he is enjoying the journey of becoming one.

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