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StoryI donated money anonymously mcmanaman415 years 9 months ago
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StoryTo Speak Anna Marie415 years 11 months ago
StoryBlack & White (IP) seashore1615 years 11 months ago
StoryUnconditional (For My Daughter) Bradene1315 years 11 months ago
StoryTraffic and Marigolds JoseHdz915 years 11 months ago

My stories

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Lingering Abstractedly

If I had you Over here Closer To me Beneath My touch Beneath My kiss I would lean On form And flow Instead of Lingering Abstractedly Where It's night
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I Have Never Left

Poem about visiting/leaving Guanajuato, Mexico.

Of All Things

I am drunk typing On this laptop Who knows what time The next bus will come Yesterday seems serene The light Reflects monotone
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Like Migratory Birds

I know That eventually we will Have time to reflect On the moments We touched, And whispered hello. But for now We must separate And go our own ways; Like migratory birds.

A Walk in the Mercado

México in the summer-time Is a beautiful thing, And I’m not just Talking about the tourist Spots like Cancún or Puerto Vallarto. In the Mercado The people’s faces Inspire my pen

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