Fran Pearce
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All in A Day's WorkA Poem by Fran PearceAll in a Day’s WorkHere we stand in the land of the great goddamnSoon to be bereft,the land of nothing left -a cesspool of trumpdung.Not sure it.. |
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Aura's ChoiceA Story by Fran PearceAura’s ChoiceSide-stepping a homeless person who had laid himself downto sleep in a cloud of dust, Aura listened for a sound of a bird - even on.. |
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Beatnilk Coffee House Daze - Rod McKuen MistA Poem by Fran PearceOh, to revisitjust for a minute... Coffe house nestsHeart bleeding readingsBlackout darkness |
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