by Charles W. Harvey
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| Bill Bramhall | Copyright 2022 Tribune Content Agency |
The Secret Service’s
Sacred secrets slipped away
Like love from the unloved.
Servers went silent,
Data vanished like vapor.
Oh, where art thou
Lover of secrets?
Lend me your ears,
Let me whisper sweet nothings.
Charles W. Harvey is a native Houstonian and a graduate of the University of Houston. He writes fiction, poetry, and plays. “Writing began for me as a way to respond to the world around me, growing up in "Sunnyside" Texas. The world has not changed. There’s no shortage of awful people and horrendous examples of their awfulness. But there’s also an abundance of beauty, love, and life. All of it must be chronicled for future generations.” Charles is a former Cultural Arts Council of Houston Grant recipient and a prize-winning author. He has been published in many anthologies and collections.
