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Last(ing) Impressions

Ink and Guilt

I hadn’t seen him since we’d left and returned from Germany- I estimate three years.

I refuse to call this fate, or serendipity, or a premonition- it cheapens it when it’s hard enough to live with. The fact stands though, that I hadn’t seen him in years, and after a tough work night, I thought about him, and how I always talked about getting an original piece from his…



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Justin Haag

A citizen of The Rustbelt, USA. I lived in Europe a spell. Frenetic and desperate poetry and prose. Support the Freak Power: