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StoryContemporary Poem Titles; Decapitated Bodies a10286604 years 4 months ago
StoryShrouded Memories a10286624 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Nuclear Fallout from her Radioactive Eyes a10286604 years 4 months ago
StoryPedagogy and History a10286604 years 4 months ago
StoryDawn's Shade of Gray a10286624 years 4 months ago
StoryResidual of 9-11 a10286614 years 4 months ago
StoryMona Lisa's Time Warp a10286604 years 4 months ago
StoryAutumn Shades Rhiannonw124 years 4 months ago
StoryThe importance of joy well-wisher37 years 3 months ago
StoryKings of the Desert Ewan38 years 2 months ago
StoryAutumn mornings alexwritings38 years 9 months ago
StoryGardening (Poetry Monthly) Philip Sidney89 years 11 months ago
StoryDeath's Brief Interlude a10286629 years 11 months ago
StoryA Lunar Beacon a10286609 years 11 months ago
StoryRed Light District Starlets a10286609 years 11 months ago
StorySilent Night a10286609 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Stenciled Design on Mona Lisa's Lips a10286609 years 11 months ago
StoryUnrequiting Currents: Desolate Lives a10286629 years 11 months ago
StoryHot Air, Cold Showers (IP) Rhiannonw410 years 2 months ago
StoryLondon, then and now (IP) Rhiannonw1310 years 2 months ago
StoryChristmas by the Sea hilary west910 years 3 months ago
StoryGallant Warriors Morph into the Shadows of War a102866110 years 3 months ago
StoryFalse Spring a102866010 years 3 months ago
StoryOld West Refined with Color a102866510 years 3 months ago
StorySeasonal Gratuities a102866210 years 3 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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