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StoryContemporary Poem Titles; Decapitated Bodies a10286604 years 7 months ago
StoryShrouded Memories a10286624 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Nuclear Fallout from her Radioactive Eyes a10286604 years 7 months ago
StoryPedagogy and History a10286604 years 7 months ago
StoryDawn's Shade of Gray a10286624 years 7 months ago
StoryResidual of 9-11 a10286614 years 8 months ago
StoryMona Lisa's Time Warp a10286604 years 8 months ago
StoryAutumn Shades Rhiannonw124 years 8 months ago
StoryThe importance of joy well-wisher37 years 7 months ago
StoryKings of the Desert Ewan38 years 6 months ago
StoryAutumn mornings alexwritings39 years 2 weeks ago
StoryGardening (Poetry Monthly) Philip Sidney810 years 2 months ago
StoryDeath's Brief Interlude a102866210 years 2 months ago
StoryA Lunar Beacon a102866010 years 2 months ago
StoryRed Light District Starlets a102866010 years 2 months ago
StorySilent Night a102866010 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Stenciled Design on Mona Lisa's Lips a102866010 years 3 months ago
StoryUnrequiting Currents: Desolate Lives a102866210 years 3 months ago
StoryHot Air, Cold Showers (IP) Rhiannonw410 years 5 months ago
StoryLondon, then and now (IP) Rhiannonw1310 years 5 months ago
StoryChristmas by the Sea hilary west910 years 6 months ago
StoryGallant Warriors Morph into the Shadows of War a102866110 years 7 months ago
StoryFalse Spring a102866010 years 7 months ago
StoryOld West Refined with Color a102866410 years 7 months ago
StorySeasonal Gratuities a102866210 years 7 months ago

My stories

Residual of 9-11

steel girders now abridged charter scraps of mercantile pride subsumed 'neath the ashes of freedom's altar veiled limbs dissected, liberated...

Death's Brief Interlude

I stumbled on a funeral march whose circuit had been completed an ebony line lay in repose as a somber conclave hovered 'neath a starched canopy...

A Lunar Beacon

Wrapped in cellophane the night to strain its mellow chalice brimmed with starry sighs but a gaunt replica of day gone by haunting my every move Only...

Red Light District Starlets

A sparkling twinkle brims empty cavity seamless grooves bridge a parody of lines beauty and frailty skin and marrow parabolas spindle soft-spoken...

Indelible Marks of Love

The caretaker of my dreams: girdled my hearth with her warm blanket over the years covered my bough with chiseled rings, reams of indentured pulp,...

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