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Pretend

A Poem by Arantza

The tears swallowed my sightBurning my skinAs the poison rolled downLeaving the marksOf its path down my cheeks.When my hand wiped the tearsLeaving no..

The Moon's Murderer

A Poem by Arantza

It was a dark night Illuminated by the pale moon. When two men Crossed paths. The pale man, In clea..

The flower

A Poem by Arantza

The flower grew her last petals as the first sunrise of the new year painted the skies with a warm yellow. The flower had gone through tough winds and..