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A small world within a big worldA Story by writer in trial“You could have at least told me that you didn’t feel good that night. I thought you liked it. But at the end you left me forever. D.. |
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Black Sludge SocietyA Poem by SlugUnder a New York City streetthe sewers overflowa pipe bursts under pressure and explodesBlack Sludge spatters, onto a thousand human bodiesnow we watc.. |
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Rusty shopping cartsA Poem by R. WolfgangRusty shopping carts. The day I found who I was, I found out I wasn't at all. When the sun comes up from the day you've begun. The motio.. |
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The politics of honesty Pt 1A Poem by R. WolfgangThe Politics Of Honesty Pt 1 I don't understand why I must fight for something only others want for me. I go to bed every day wishing I wo.. |
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GroundswellA Poem by David RutterOl' Fat Coltrane Sick hypnotist Everybody's doing it Doctor Marvelous Pancreatic faithfulness Be cooler than your friends Verboten lambs Proudl.. |
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The WalkerA Poem by Adam CrateThe burdens that we carry |
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A Tyrant Along The Star RoutesA Poem by Doctor UphoffThis is a long, prose dream and a poem. |
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god's basementA Poem by Susannah Raesurrealist poetry inspired by CA Conrad's "The Book of Frank" |
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Alone in this Grave of OursA Chapter by Nusquam EsseA chill overcomes me. Alone, I wake alone in this pit of mine. It is my pit, yet somehow I share it with another; is it then mine, if not mine a.. |
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The Bridge to TrustA Chapter by Nusquam EsseDead End; all of my travels had come to an end in the worst of ways. Perhaps 'travel' is not the right word, but rather 'meander'. If all things.. |
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ColorblindsA Chapter by Nusquam EsseOn the barren tundra of the north, there lived a wolf. Amarok was his name, and despite the loneliness that comes with hunting alone, he preferr.. |
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Harvester's SmileA Chapter by Nusquam EsseIn a village on the brink of starvation, all that matters is the Harvest Moon Tribute. |
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Big PlayA Poem by Pax AnalogSurreal Zen riff on Big Plays. |
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NoirA Poem by songstressThis is a poem that was written a while back. Noir is the repressed desire we face within our daily lives. Though some manage to find happiness within.. |
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