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When Dogs bark [A Dairy of an ailurophile]

*** I used to love dogs, but I’m an ailurophile now. When I say “I used to love dogs”, I mean- from the Chihuahuas, Poodles and Pugs totted around by Hollywood celebrities in movies and red-carpet events, to the giant Alsatian my friend Kuby Uyanga keeps in his house (that dog consumes a carton of … Continue reading When Dogs bark [A Dairy of an ailurophile]

At Night

The reason we all paint The season never right The moment always there Only you can tell Acceptance is a dirty business Paid in full Souls without receipts Creativity seeking an artist The curse that follows Submerged in our deepest regret Love swims well Somehow, Never hiding, always in front