Kees Kapteyn
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Keeping HouseA Story by Kees KapteynDerived from the prostitute abductions and murders that happened in Vancouver a while back. |
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Game Night at The Bull\'s Feather PubA Story by Kees KapteynNEED CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM- PLEASE REVIEW HONESTLY |
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Stealing BreathA Story by Kees KapteynI wake up before you do, to the tapping of the blinds on the windowsill.Air flows through the open window; invisible, insipid, scentless.. |
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Victoria DayA Poem by Kees KapteynA cold rain comes down on Victoria Day, The annual northern rain. It touches theclosed storefronts and freshly woken grass And the chill in the w.. |
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TilinanceA Poem by Kees KapteynAn automatic poem in constant formation, from my blog of the same name. |
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Incense smokeA Poem by Kees KapteynIncense smoke In a cold room Ascends heavenward |
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Waiting for my teaA Poem by Kees KapteynWaiting for my tea To steep, I crack a walnut |
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A Butterfly LandsA Poem by Kees KapteynA butterfly lands On this page I stop writing |
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I Stop TalkingA Poem by Kees KapteynI stop talking in Mid-sentence To draw a breath |
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Leap SecondA Story by Kees KapteynToday is June the 30th, 1985. Today is the day that scientists have figured we have to subtract a single second from our clocks in order to account f.. |