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Black and controlled in the cornereyes piercing the arc of reasontalons out twitchingstaring emphatically backinto my own terrified cornershe continue..
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We are here in a secluded circlelistening to the tone of tensionin others poems fraught with livid lineslaying thin layers of onion skin emotionson lo..
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downwardsbrave seedsoaked summer sunclutched winters woolstay calmsperms approachturbo enginegrasp handsslid tentaclesthrough autumnsopen armsburst op..
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Wow!Eyes closed mouth openI love dark chocolate!Author NotesOptional©Marshall Gass. All rights reserved,22 days ago
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I am a great cook, you said, casuallyswitching between the phone and knifecutting conversations into small sliversdicing lettuce, add patties, mustard..
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The wine waited and the flowers wiltedchocolates got soggy, limp and listlessthe Eiffel dreams of standing tall and erectslumped to sideand the Champs..
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The streets were paved with hawkersFlamboyant sunshadestwo dollar sunglasses discounted fromtwenty thousand pesos.I couldn’t walk past the conve..
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It all looked clean, crisp, picturesque postcard promiseThe river reflecting skyblue shimmersMists rising wisps of secretsTrees and plants glossy, ful..
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The words fall into place, the race to get the rhythm of the lonely nightin sight, as we saunter down the velvet images of lifeone by one, we gather b..
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Last summer, the first of sunshine daysI walked the dusky dawn, down memory lanesearching for those strawberry nights of lustand longing that lay capt..
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