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When I was a poet (After David Meltzer)

When I was a poet I thought I was accepted But ended up rejected. When I was a poet I thought I had it all But discovered I had nothing. When I was a...
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Rockefeller Center Babysitting Service

Sisters are great but there are times in certain adolescent years that older sisters can view younger ones as bothersome, and I suppose I was. Being...
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Only half our own

You and me alone...
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The Last Man in my Life 3

I won't go into the details of our lives from then on - only to say I saw Phlip every day except for the two weeks when he went to England for...
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A Masterpiece

Attributed to Botticelli
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Memory's Playground

The rusted swings hang chained up, still, The playground gleams with broken glass A wilderness of weeds- the path Where once I walked to go to school...
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Madeleine Peyroux

Not Ella nor Sarah Maybe like Billie Your voice caresses Lyrical phrases Swings with Dylan Waltzes with Cohen As you sit in the alley Lost and Alone
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Cassandra Wilson

Her dark voice like velvet curling round cornet phrases unfurling in sepia-washed places miles away.
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Regression

River runs deep
Gold cherry

A river slipping by

More riverine meanderings
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Rhyme & Reason

First steps.

Going Going Gone

Going Going Gone By Paul McCann When push comes to shove , you’ve fallen in love and you can’t see the stars for your eyes. You’re swept off your...

curtain call

applause. the curtain is closed on a performance i long to reprise i wish to reprise so, please do not sigh when i cut myself off i don’t want to lie...
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doormats

dirty socks, tangled headphones, silent whisperer my miniature sleeping on the sofa till she tackles and i tickle her my sister tries to act...
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golden (part two)

gold used to scare me intimidate me and for a long time i thought gold was you gold bounced off of your skin and paved a path for me shattered glass...
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Where Would I Go?

It rains so hard, That I don’t know, If the world outside, Can still go on. It rains so loud, It fills the air, Until I don’t know, If I’m really...

Arthenia's Birthday

Today would've been Arthenia's birthday if she hadn't died. Last year, I lost my aunt and my uncle lost his bride. Arthenia died in 2018 and she was...

The Decline of Civilisation (Ch.16b) : Management Science

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Management Science became an art, prized by all who entered the business race. Students were taught about it in colleges, universities and all places of higher and further education, even though many of them would not later enter positions which would ever give them much management control or influence. More of the Decline of Civilisation in the Martan Empire and Gallanol in the the Modern Age.

A Glass Winter 2

The bottle exploded angrily on the marble floor. “FUCK!” Vanessa screeched. It was a good rosé as well. The noise was just enough to make everyone...

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