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  • Upcoming Book Teaser

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    If you follow me on social media, you’ve begun to see posts with excerpts and video recitations of select poems from the forthcoming collection You Can’t Love Her Like This That. The feedback so far has been amazing. For those who don’t follow me on Facebook or Instagram, I apologize that you’re missing out.…

  • Some babbling, some weak sales attempts, and a daunting realization that smurfs always have blue balls

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    We bear witness to each day unfolding from the previous encounter into the next, and some never gain the perspective that leads to the insights necessary to break free from this mold and experience the freedom of life in its purest form. That is one of the tugging forces pulling at me with each…

  • the wonder of it all

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    I find in the silence peace and in the chaos release. From the bottom, I have had to crawl like a beggar through the urban sprawl. They sing from the streets poetry with rough, dirty beats, an anger unsatisfiable with every ounce of it justifiable. It’s hard to fathom that their false teachings have…

  • Good start to the end of the year

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    By no means is this the key to retirement, nor is it a record high for me, but it is a great way to roll this year down towards its end. I will take it. Thank you to everybody who has purchased a book this month or in the past. You all rock! I…

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    If we want not, we shall never get. If we desire more, we will never be worthy enough. If we push the limits, we will rot in a cage. If we allow them to walk over us, we will be nothing more than a stain on the concrete. But somewhere between each extreme there…

  • Chaotic Rhythm of Heartbeat

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    We suffer in the solitude like we are soldiers. We are seated silently surrounded by some sinister players. We wish we were even a fraction as confident as we portray with our poker face wisdom. We struggle through the motions like monsters. We suffer in the silence of selfless prayers unanswered by a selfish…

  • The fates of circumstance

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    I fall behind. I have fell behind trying to balance life with recovery. I have stumbled juggling responsibilities with dreams, often times dropping the ball on both. I have set my expectations higher than attainable, but I have no regrets. I have lived hard, worked hard, loved hard, my successes have been as epic…

  • some obscene observations not so obscured despite our steady attempts.

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    We suffer in solitude like soldiers. We are seated, silently, surrounded by some sinisterplayers. We wish we were even a fraction as confident as we portray, with our poker-face wisdom.We struggle through the motions like monsters subsequently suffering in the silence ofselfless prayers unanswered by a selfish deity while we stretch and kick to…

  • After a little turbulence, we have takeoff

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    Well, the release date of January 13th didn’t quite come and go as planned. Amazing how life can find these last minute ways to shit on my plans. The ebook was released a day or two later. It is available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Curios. The paperback and hardcover editions are going…

  • Swallowed in tide, devoured in stride

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    Some days truly feel so overwhelming that the only way to describe the endless anxiety is the cliche of I’m drowning! Other days despite your best efforts out forth, it just feels like you’re being beaten down each step you make. I’d describe my life as a cocktail of both of these delights with…

  • Last day of A Footnote for Tomorrow’s Amazon eBook Giveaway Promotion

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    You can now download the Kindle eBook version of my first collection, A Footnote for Tomorrow, for free until midnight US Central Time. Here is the link: https://www.amazon.com/Footnote-Tomorrow-James-F-Miller-ebook/dp/B07Q23NJ87/ref=cm_cr_arp_d_product_top?ie=UTF8. Next week, I will also offer Ghost in the Reflection…Letters to Erin for free in an Amazon promotion.

  • Engage with the Latest Content: Join and Support on Social Media

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    Slowly the newer material is getting into circulation. I’ve been making content daily, some of it old, some of it new, some of it as it has been written. It seems to be grabbing some new followers to say the very least. To those individuals, I welcome you and thank you in the same…

  • Becoming a Ghost

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    A New YouTube video was uploaded this morning for everyone to check out. Becoming a Ghost is a poem from the Ghost in the Reflection…Letters to Erin collection. I hope you enjoy it! If you enjoy it, please pick up a copy of Ghost in the Reflection…Letters to Erin from Amazon or Barnes &…

  • Just a little something new

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    Sneak peek at a new poem.

  • Alternative Sources to Get Ahold of More of My Poetry

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    I’ve never published much information about this or promoted it very much, but I do have a YouTube channel. Currently, the material is not as abundant as I would like, but that is in the works. So if any of you are interested in hearing the poetry read by the poet and whatever other…

  • Just because I can & you should…

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  • Disabilitized and the tales of the destabilization of deterred deflections, otherwise called internet porn in crayon

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    Blind faith and the absence of notion doesn’t infer we walk without direction, but rather we are without negative connotation by being fully open to those things out of our control. We have opted to be the solution instead of demanding our inclusion where we were not intended to become. We stand in the…

  • we pull yet they tug…mad are the circles we spin within like the kool-aide dude on a scorching hot ass afternoon near a kangaroo ranch…sideways

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    Freedom is too often a thing taken for granted by those who have never known the confines of hell and the agony of purgatory. Power is too often a thing abused by hungry people who have rarely not eaten a meal. Reality is tiptoeing these extremes and avoiding the fiery fury of the grasp…

  • In this old, voiceless house

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    Sometimes in the ripples of space, in the early twilight of dawn, we look out and up in longing for hopeless hope without the merciless pleadings that usually accompany. Some days we can ration the bowl to be half full, yet others it’s definitely half empty, and as unformidable as it may sound, they…

  • Sinkholes, black holes, hookers, sinners and fishin’ lures that form the changing tides

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    I grasp the walls soaking wet, grip slipping further down and I furiously fight to catch my breath amongst the frantic panic. The hourglass continues to empty quickly, meanwhile, the piling half grows so slowly. Ain’t it funny how that shit like that works?   In those moments lost laying upon the bottom, we…