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February
Spring is on the way. The joy of new growth envelopes our psychi prompting cheer and hope. At last the day's lengthen and come alive assisting our...
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- 840 reads
My Valentine is...
Tall and slim. Witty and charming. Sexy and alluring. Astute and generous. Collected and together with t-shirts and smiles! My love and my dreams, my...
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- 688 reads
Industrial Illness.
For All Miners.
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- 871 reads
Surfacing
A drive North, to clear out the past...
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- 988 reads
Surfacing
A drive North, to clear out the past...
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- 1010 reads
Lines In The Snow
Are you travelling in a straight line or a circle
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- 740 reads
Muse
Butterfly lands on a fat man dancing, soaks through with sweat and sticks to his back. A fat man naked bounces yellow rolls, whirls for the crowd and...
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- 752 reads
Flowers
Watered soil of needy chords loving it's depth to give this away to a glass bowl of humid sky, tired of hooks and moving claws rending and pulling in...
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- 716 reads
Paternal Cinquain
Clearly it's over now. we talked, I lied, you died and I dream about you shouting. Easy.
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- 793 reads
Gaunilo was a monk.
I'm taken with Gaunilo but my stomach heaves when he hitches up his cassock and springs into motion. Thin, hairy legs and much too pail, bringing on...
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- 877 reads
Zeno's best friend.
In the warmth of May I learn to breathe and I part, with regret from the hibernation of intent. When I'm reintroduced to Gravity, the boy with the...
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- 915 reads
Memory, distressed and focussed
A rose I squeeze, to be. Bleeding ignored, eyes focused on the beautiful days the petals surely had.
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- 787 reads
Reflected
I wear one magnetic muddy shoe; strung out on time and dancing like a fool. Nothing comes off; I'm always bought so cheap.
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- 701 reads
An unconvinced argument on how to mourn.
Frozen bees fall gently to the water, romantic piano chords turning slowly on the surface; more performance art with plans for education and...
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- 742 reads
Spectral Barbed Wire
Ever feel like a total gimp&;#063;
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- 782 reads
I Now Forget
Silk sleep and milk deep softness rest in feather down slumber as finger reach and rest on wanted skin. Eyes in mine are falling through the end of years
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- 1069 reads
The Art of Love
Rest In sweet naked slumber, Gentle and pure, While I, enraptured, Paint my life Across your perfect frame. Eyes closed
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- 1083 reads
Standing Still
This is what I was feeling before I told my mom about my "alternative" lifestyle...
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- 655 reads
The Time: Daina
The second in my family to know... aunt Daina
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- 625 reads