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King With a Heavy Crown by A’Sun
Old memories seem to shatter like broken mirrors in a sea of black ink because Routine days tend to ruin my dreams so I often back think To bright days…
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To Cupid and His Sisters by Aimee LaFon
When time moves slow, sleeping between Every thought, as viscous and adhesive As pine pitch, I know that my Subconscious is preparing a Sacrifice - a pyre to inflame The…
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home grown, home bound by Emily Sholly
i have been deeply rooted in the place where i was born and though i've spread my roots on out, drawing nourishment from the dark and bloody ground and beyond,…
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Lay Me Down By Aimee LaFon
Ive been listening to voices these days As I lay in bed, I curl my collar to push my ears closer to The space where I think they speak- They…
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“Is there free will” by A’Sun
Is there free will for a thug Or is he just the product of they put in the mud They say we’re nothing more than a neurochemical drug If so,…
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To A Garden Slug by Aimee LaFon
The flowers are dying tonight, swarmed by a hoard of gluttonous slugs. The daisies spoiled. Marigolds, long robbed of ruddy hair. Bluebells decapitated. The enduring dandelion Balks, no wish granted,…
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I Must Die within Sight of the Mountains by Paradis Perdu (Charles Richey)
I must die within sight of the mountains Those rippling shoulders of God Lowered down to the mournful strains Of a fiddler on fresh turned sod. Where the blush of…
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Folk Tale by Sydney Hamilton
Can you imagine… -the old lady who lived in a shoe? Not looking like me or you- Talking only crazy, talking to who? -an attic full of mice, One ran…
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Die‑Hard Skeptic by Paradis Perdu (Charles Richey)
I'm a Johnny‑come‑lately die‑hard skeptic. Got an ulcer, I think it's peptic. Tell me what you truly believe. I'll listen a while then get up and leave. I once bought…
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Impermanence by Paradis Perdu (Charles Richey)
See holly berries’ Orange blush under azure October skies. Change.