Benjamin Seymour
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Numb.A Poem by Benjamin Seymour |
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The Moment GoesA Poem by Benjamin Seymour |
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The Walk HomeA Poem by Benjamin SeymourStill working on it... |
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TerminationA Poem by Benjamin SeymourAn Experimental Prose Poem |
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The MortalA Poem by Benjamin Seymour |
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ApartA Poem by Benjamin Seymour |
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White Canvas # 1A Poem by Benjamin Seymour |
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God.A Poem by Benjamin Seymour |
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The Horizon Belongs to UsA Poem by Benjamin Seymour |
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Hard to ExpressA Story by Benjamin SeymourThey sat across from each other, neither holding the others gaze. Their drinks, one copa de tinto, one canya, sat there, untouched. “So” .. |