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PeopleA Poem by Andrew MillerA poem to a person I see. |
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"Fatal Apocalypse" - Chapter 5: Train StationA Chapter by Jason BubbleoBen heads to the train station in order to travel to Iron City. |
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EntwinedA Poem by KATHY SUE SILLSI swim around in a sea of ecstasy, while I drink in your words |
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Forever freezeA Poem by LimitalityGive me pleasure, give me pain, whatever the measure; I have nothing to lose, everything to gain. I want to feel your body pressed against mine... |
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The Words of an Old SunA Poem by Ken Simm.Grey on grey green. Dark over darkness. The wind is in the tops, making sails of trees. The mountains are shadowed softly. Muted words. A cover ov.. |
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PeachesA Poem by Robert RonnowWherever peaches grow I go and pick 'em.When they get ripe I try and swipe 'em.The farmer runs out with a shotgun and wonders where's the varmint gone.. |
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ShadowsA Poem by OliviaThere are 800 dead bodies below the beautifulwomen'shouse She says they are just shadows Consequencesof the sun's rays Too bright She sa.. |
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The Fabric of MorningA Poem by Kelly ScheppersThe Fabric of Morning Linen whites, brocades of intricate blues and greens weave the fabric of morning Coffee, strong nullif.. |
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WhispersA Poem by Fire&IceDeep purple vapor slides along my wrists, leaving little dips of longing.Violet smoke slips between my lips, trailing into my head and into my heart.I.. |
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Dead WeightA Story by WestgateThis was meant more as creepy than horrifying, but if you are horrified, great :) |
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scarred bodiesA Poem by CherubScarred bodiestogether.Broken and bruised,yet stilltangledbetween silken sheets.For scarred bodies are just bodies;at leastfor tonight. |
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WHAT'S NEXTA Poem by SJ MullinsYou, my love, are my drug of choice,There is just something in your voice.It lulls me, yet it still commands,I melt like butter in your hands.Demandin.. |
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Home of BirthA Poem by Alfred Kukitz"" |
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Remembering YouA Poem by Angela SparksA poem for those lost to the grimy hands of death that we choose to remember and cherish. |
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It's A Big SkyA Story by Ballard80It has been so hard to focus on writing this piece. I’m not sure if it’s the fact that I’ve gone from an A to a D cup in 4 months an.. |
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BodiesA Poem by SapphThe skin is like paper,The book is protective.Skin is expressive as books are coarse.The book is a layer as skin is empathetic.My skin is lost so my b.. |
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