Jean-Pierre Garcia
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Galactic Angel, Guardian BelleA Poem by Jean-Pierre GarciaWho are you, I want to know |
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The legend of Paul Bunyan as told from the blue ox..A Poem by Jean-Pierre GarciaWhen my head was spinning from the growing twisting horns,you listened and gave me happier moments still.I will never regret walking in the dark by yo.. |
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Unsolved solutionsA Poem by Jean-Pierre GarciaJust waiting for the right words |
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Anything but oldA Poem by Jean-Pierre GarciaAnother show. Stream of conscious in the city. |
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Cyclical syllable: pretending to knowA Poem by Jean-Pierre GarciaFuturistic know-know-it-all |
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The right nameA Story by Jean-Pierre GarciaFrom a dream. My muses are cousins. |
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I can't evenA Poem by Jean-Pierre GarciaSeeing a show |
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Forgetting the FoxA Poem by Jean-Pierre GarciaCoping with change. |
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Weapons of Mass DistractionA Poem by Jean-Pierre GarciaA song submission for a seattle punk band |
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An apartment/department storyA Poem by Jean-Pierre Garciastorage compartment, just under the drawer--take it. Its responsibility and guilt |
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