Stacey
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This EscapeA Poem by StaceyStomping through the bracken and you’re wet, the cuffs of your jeans slimed with grey mud, feet cold, fingers trembling at every slick, gree.. |
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Stage MagicA Poem by Stacey1. You are too loose with your favors - long fingers and long legs and golden skin glowing like a coin that should be hidden in a pocket of y.. |
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Love and StringA Poem by StaceyMade some small changes. Thanks to everyone for their comments! |
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Sometimes a FamineA Story by StaceyShe has been here for a long time. She’ll always be here. This is her river even though no one knows that anymore. She knows there was a ti.. |