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[zacharygavry]

Where You May Go.

When you are here

you can go to the sea or the high mountains

Where you choose

You will be

When you are finally there

You may wish it was the sleeping fields or the roaring city roads

Where you are not, you will question

So be here and there

With me I can take you

Just don’t loose the center

The home you have waited for

Be here

Be clear

Be there

Just swear

You will continue to be.

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[zacharygavry]

Why Public Health?

I think I study public health so that people and communities can have dreams. Not the dreams  of tee shirts to put on one’s back, clean water to drink, or a place to rest one’s eyes. Not those dreams. Rather, the dreams of finding love that “moves the sun and other stars”. The dreams beyond the sight of common realities. The kind of dreams that make people’s eyes lift from the road as they walk.…

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[zacharygavry]

EE Cummings Is Boss.

I love love poetry. And poetry in general. It is so fantastic. There is something really exhilarating to me and soul wrenching about reading poetry and tapping into that transcendental lost romantic sort of passionate state of being that I think people go into when they really lose themselves in poetry. EE Cummings wrote perhaps one of the most mesmerizing poems about falling in love and the…

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[zacharygavry]

My Baby.

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[zacharygavry]

I Try to Say Goodbye and Ah Choke.

I Try to Say Goodbye and Ah Choke.

This house is still. The crisp green dollars float on the granite plateau. We have eaten here. Feasted here. The tips of my fingers type quietly, but they are as drums against the tone of the men speaking tones I cannot seem to understand on the television. Something surges inside of me- a passion, a sadness, or perhaps a great joy. It might be my spirit or something seeping through my pores…

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[zacharygavry]

The Man at the Movies.