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Stumble upon our timeless gaze, so long as there’s eyes to see and minds to conjure…
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It lives. Lake water lapping along low strides longing for an estranged sea, a tear-soaked mother turned face away from desperate plea…
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The Carnival Boxes and boxes of dumbly stacked hammers, striking hardware shelves in heavily-cleft stammers. That which builds by force also destroys much the same…
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An excerpt from The Writer’s Hook, a short story Two world-renowned writers are pitted against one another in a simple contest of pride…
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Trinkets and baubles and pudding-stuffed dawdles, The hectic holiday season dawns upon us…
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A blooming petal blows past broken leaf gently, Like a sweet fragrance on warm summer wind…
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The reader *galore, who’ll always come back for more, to keep up their social décor… An experimental poem based around censorship.
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