Abaxial
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AutumnA Poem by AbaxialIt is within the estuary of Autumns cool winds and warm days that I feel most alive. I think, perhaps, that life is like that too. |
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Wreckless AbandonA Poem by AbaxialWhile I tend towards freeverse more often than naught these days, sometimes I'm drawn to various forms and styles. I have more than a few poems plead.. |
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Shadows on the WallA Poem by AbaxialThe thoughts at night can so often turn from that of laughingly nostalgic to remoursefully so. Life is funny, and so are all the connections we retai.. |