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A Poem by S.V
Turning sorrow into words
Why? What for?
To lose that demand,
The demand of the black ceiling sky
When the lights have been turned off
And I j..
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A Story by S.V
A creative block - The suffocating tension of wanting to do, create, but not being able to. It makes one feel like they might as well liquify and turn..
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A Poem by S.V
In a worn corner of the city,Like the fringes of a book I have studied and thought I knew well,I climb upwards, crossing dark projections and sharp, r..
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A Poem by S.V
For a moment, the sun peaks over the rooftops,setting the droplets of the rain spatter on the window surface,behind which my cold face looks out, afir..
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A Story by S.V
What does someone facing capital punishment feel, see, think right before they go? Does life offer a conclusion, is one really needed?
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A Poem by S.V
The rickety steps, pass underneath,
in a struggling rotation uphill,
over rails and nails unevenly sticking out of the rock
frost.
The sun o..
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A Poem by S.V
Heaving in the salt on the airThe lungs fill, pushing the body outward,hanging over the beach.Three dropsfall into the sandWhich now twists and spins ..
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A Poem by S.V
Hair getting caught in the sheets,a flow up-currentto cover the mouth, a cheek and maybe the right eye to feel that much safer in bed.Is there any oth..
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A Poem by S.V
Stumbling through the threads and paths,
In striations, running over the wooden expanse,
Lit by scattered lights, piercing the twilit air,
W..
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A Poem by S.V
Feather black,curled, flexed hairsgrabbing at the empty light andDust, what image would you like to see tonight?What difference will it maketo The sou..
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