Poetry by Sergey Danshin
A Short StoryBy Sergey Danshin His eyes opened – he awoke. Or he was always awake…
Sergey Danshin 4776018
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13800 McMullen Highway, S.W.
Cumberland, Maryland 21502
Zen Buddhist, Russian, 6’6 and 250lbs.
From birth – immigrant, dreamer, gamer, mathematician, wizard, mechanic, husband, father, derelict, poet, lover, leader, spirit guide, dealer, addict, traitor, killer, prisoner.
But I’ve lived more lives than a cat.
“I have killed, but I’m not a monster, because monsters aren’t afraid”. – S.A. Corey from The Expanse
From rage to haberdasher to ghost to bodhisattva
I want penpals, connections, friends and companions.
I don’t accept manipulation, conditional love, codependency or toxicity, all old familiar faces.
I’m not sure what the future holds… .
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