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We walk through streets empty of all language

We walk through streets empty of all language and so I say nothing accordingly. Not looking at you is hard to manage and I never do these things well...

Redundant poetry

redundant poetry The word as medium is limited, and so cannot express fully the miracle of you. Redundant poetry is the type that fails to try to...

Lost love

dedication to a loved one

Lasers

How these may be used as weapons
Cherry

Face 1

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Bewilderment

Chapter 2 of "The S-H-E Club"

Coil

of futility

Ours

A love song for a girl.

Mice Will Play

A wife suspects her husband of being unfaithful

Silent

Silent

Love Is like a Flower

Love is Like a Flower

The Sting of Pain

Broken hearted

Inflection of Perfection

A poem about my baby girls first smile

James

A momentary lapse..

New Life

He knew that it was foolish to form any serious relationships, but could not help the way he felt. She had come to him when he had first arrived,...
Cherry

Burning the bodies

From my window, south facing In a heated room with a table I saw the summer Slowly strangled, by twisted Cruel fingers of the autumn I could have...

Kvetchees

A money making scheme

Boredom

Girl watching television.

Adagio

A poem in response to Barber's 'Adagio for Strings'

Dead Leaves

Dead leaves tattoo the pavements With shadows of their former selves After-images of the summer past Tramped into oblivion by winter boots

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