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An Ode to Hades from PersephoneFather of Hell and all thereafter,With the sands of Death beneath thy feet - Taunt me no more, tempt me no more with th..
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Coming from a debate about what we perceive as God, and how whether He or She is dead or isn't supposed to matter does not negate the fact that He or ..
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I love my body, but it is not me.
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For someone I care about. May he never read this.
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A poem about a head injury.
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I wonder if they know that I could have been born Nicholas,Or that my Lola let me drink my bottle until I was three,And maybe that was why I had a gap..
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A look at foods, friends, and family.
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Written in "nadsat" from Anthony Burgess' A Clockwork Orange. Thought I'd experiment. If you require the notes to know what the words mean, let me k..
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A collection of haikus dedicated, chronologically, to my kisses.
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I spent June sixth standing in a
moonbeam canoe in the backyard,
Wearing my boxers and my
ex-girlfriend's bra, as a joke of course,
In the midst o..
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