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The Red Shoes (1948)

I fancy myself an armchair movie critic, so I will be reviewing films of all shapes, sizes, and genres with my sui generis perspective. OpenCulture has Martin Scorsese’s 85 films every aspiring filmmaker needs to see. Although I am many years removed from such an aspiration, the critical analysis of movies and filmmaking is something…

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20 Most Popular Posts

Evergreen content is a staple in Internet blog promotion. Evergreen content is content that is always relevant—much like the way evergreen trees retain their leaves all year around. Interesting and relevant content that does not become dated is necessary in order to be found online by search engines. I always try to stay updated on…

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Brown-on-Brown

You actually have Prince on vinyl Must be a sign of the times His voice washes over me Moaning and groaning in my ear Saunter over the rainbow bridge I’m not there yet Your lips are cold Vestiges of Merlot Electric connection Sensations I didn’t know I could possess Wearing diamonds and pearls Puzzle pieces…

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For My Number One Son, Who Obeys Me

I disavowed the existence of your sister To harden your hearts. A lasso of truth Imprisons poison thoughts Like her mother Leave them to weep alone You were released from my loins Into a world that despises the mere implication of her presence I freed you, my dearest boy To wear the shield of My…

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To My Daughter, Who Will Not Be Born

Feeling inspired. I admire your innocence I was like you once upon a time An unforgiving galaxy Noli me tangere Allow me to apologize Vanguard of an unwritten tale Cradling your sweet face Dense fog off the Bay Perhaps I put too much faith In you, in me The bittersweet reality Is the legacy I…

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