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About Me — Anthony O’Dugan

Revised, no longer on any Social Media as of 9.12.22 — Hello! I am Anthony O’Dugan, writer, editor, poet, author, and so much more! I’ve been writing on Medium for just over a year now and I am an editor for iPoetry. I’ve amassed a diverse collection of works in my time here and have lined the shelves of my virtual…

About Me

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Welcome to My Library

Library

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And So I Write…

THE MANY WAYS OF MY WHY — And so I write… When the world sleeps whether actually or in my mind where only quiet exists so that I can finally hear the sound of the knock of the ones who deliver the words from worlds I only know when I am still. And so I write… To free…

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I Become You

from CRAVE 2: Forbidden Secrets I remember your smell from before I knew you. The taste of our first kiss was something I recalled, like a distant memory. When you touch me it’s as if I’m awake for the first time free to live all the dreams I have collected, like finding a…

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Unnumbered Sheep

The Sandman is on Vacation — I haven’t slept for days… My thoughts are soft swirls of purple haze. In the middle, a minotaur, minding a maze. Within a labyrinth of many ways, I rage at the mirror that reflects my gaze. Tired torpedoes fall silently still As attacks become naps of necessity’s thrill. …

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Sep 12

Last Call

This is the last one — I’m not one for big goodbyes or long ones or any of that. This will be my final post here. Overall, I have enjoyed Medium except for all the fucking Captchas every time I looked at my stats. I never made any money worth caring about, but I developed some…

Life

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To Eat a King

The Feast of the Leviathans — Deep beneath the oil-black face of waters calmed on the surface, swim Kraken like goldfish probably playing silly multi-legged games yet deeper still quite near the seal of secrets kept for eternity, I hear them call me home as if I were one of their own. The shrill screams in…

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So This is Peace

The Stars Know Nothing — The stars tell me things different than that from the diamond ring yet who is right the widow the wife or the whore when it comes to things like life or what comes before or after? Chaos in my command center where the ceiling is leaking and caving in craving anything to hold onto again like…

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