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"Cold Fingers" (An American Nightmare)
A Story by
Kenny L. Mitchell
“Cold Fingers” (An American Nightmare) As a small child sitting upon my father’s knee. My fondest memory w..
"Brittle Bread"
A Poem by
Kenny L. Mitchell
“Brittle Bread” My heart is brittle bread With crumbs falling to the floor Broken into seismic pieces Ginger snaps in your..
"A KING'S DREAM"
A Poem by
Kenny L. Mitchell
“A KING’S DREAM” Once upon a history He sat upon racial lines Pondering what was And the dream of what could be ..
"Meticulous Articulation"
A Poem by
Kenny L. Mitchell
“Meticulous Articulation” (Finale On The Grand Stage) The words are difficult (now) Where once they flowed They are now..
"Stolen Spearmint MonkeyBread"
A Poem by
Kenny L. Mitchell
“Stolen Spearmint Monkey Bread” If you haven’t gone If you haven’t been If you have no clue Then how can yo..
"Field Of Remembrance"
A Poem by
Kenny L. Mitchell
"FIELD OF REMEMBRANCE" Where is the young boy Who rain across these open fields? The courageous child Who slew dragons Withhis make-belie..
"Synthetic Sainthood"
A Poem by
Kenny L. Mitchell
“Synthetic Sainthood” Life is not sequential Running out of time The river flows backwards If only in my mind Jac..
"The Beauty Of The Golden Bands"
A Poem by
Kenny L. Mitchell
“The Beauty Of the Golden Bands” I have awaited your presence Beyond these beautiful daydreams Your love resonates in my..
"The Art Of Forgotten Romance"
A Poem by
Kenny L. Mitchell
"The Art Of Forgotten Romance" Inside there is a love That is so glorious Greater than myself More than the sum It year..
"What We Leave Behind"
A Poem by
Kenny L. Mitchell
“What We Leave Behind” The definition of our existence Can not be measured in tears Nor in how many times we fall But how..
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