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Marvelous 8th of February

Marvelous 8th of February

A Story by Marlowe147


Marvelous 8th of February, my cousin and I returned home from a family party, back to my house. Three minutes pass and the call we’d been wait..
The Frozen Wind

The Frozen Wind

A Poem by Marlowe147


The frozen wind flogs, a bloody greeting from the winter traveling gracelessly. And the icy fingertips brace not as a sobering freshness but as..
Seldom a smile If we do wait for Soft Eyes

Seldom a smile If we do wait for Soft Eyes

A Poem by Marlowe147


Seldom a smile at a funeral A newborn view of life Born of death …bored of death. Take your pride and dry your tears with it I&rsquo..
The Band On The Street Corner

The Band On The Street Corner

A Poem by Marlowe147


Ode to Kerouac
My love for thee

My love for thee

A Poem by Marlowe147


My love for thee is like the burning village Deteriorating fast And the ash that falls, gripping to my clothes and face Are inherited markings..

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