The Imaginary ManA Poem by Yanina McKnighta short story in a poetic versePassenger as always; eyes forward, towards the night. Rights and many lefts, a maze from strange sight; not the right, but the man on the left. 1, 2, 3 steps, an imaginary death awaits, dark skin with a subtle white in his palm. Moves of such steady nature, eyes forward like mine towards our way back home. © 2015 Yanina McKnightAuthor's Note
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Added on June 22, 2015 Last Updated on June 22, 2015 AuthorYanina McKnightAustin, TXAboutDream interpretation, writing, psychology, and photography. Dreams speak the words hidden away in the sub-conscious. Writing cleanses the mind of chaos. Psychology ties the mind, body, and soul i.. more..Writing
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