Brothers three were we. Alvin, Simon, Theodore, Singing harmonies. Simon I, doctors Said I crawled too much, there was Too much pressure on My brain.

Fiction, memoir, and musings, from Minotaur Productions
Brothers three were we. Alvin, Simon, Theodore, Singing harmonies. Simon I, doctors Said I crawled too much, there was Too much pressure on My brain.
After I graduated from college, my first job was as a behavioral therapist for children with autism. I was trained as an applied behavioral analysis
“In whose control amI?” typed he, on a phone withA camera’s eye Fixed on him, knowingThe microphone could alwaysBe switched by remote. His hundred dailySearch
I was fighting with My shadow when I saw your Window light. I flew Up to catch a glimpse Of your beauty in the night.
On my head and hand Bind I your Words, all evil Ever I withstand From Jude 24
Individuals Menaced me but true malice Arises from groups