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A Poem by Vol
Wait
a Minute
So,
I was thinking,
probably my first mistake,
about one of
those stupid
questions that keep popping
up, but which do
nothi..
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A Story by Vol
GETTING OFFIYou’d think that by the time you get to be fifty-four, you would know some of the basic elements of your own makeup. It’s not ..
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A Poem by Vol
LILITH
Her
hands flicker
like
doves over the table;
one
lights on his arm.
He
turns.
She
opens to him,
and
he goes in.
She
sm..
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A Poem by Vol
I used
to burn through the summer
with
hot feet and never stopped.
Everything
I did notched
creation
into the butt of my gun,
whether
..
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A Poem by Vol
We went
for a drive
down
a lonely dirt road
that
had
lost its
gravel.
We parkedbeside
a dying
barn
where buzzards roost
deep
i..
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A Poem by Vol
Sometimes I wonder what is the
shape
of absolute nothing, absolute
zero? Did
God have to first create a
vast amount of
it so he..
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A Story by Vol
Everyone,I wonder what is going on? I am notified in Gmail that I have numerous comments from various folks I've not met before, but when Iget here th..
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A Poem by Vol
The
night’s dark eyes smile
at
what is left of me, you...
stealing
bits and pieces of who
I
am with small nips that hurt
for
..
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A Poem by Vol
What
is left to say?
Yeats
pulled at the strings
of
warp and weft, to part the curtain…
~Opening
scene... stage right...
GASP..
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A Poem by Vol
I
was waiting for the light to turn,
looking
at nothing really,
a
white house on the corner,
half
a dozen businesses
someone’s
dream ..
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