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One Restaurant, One KilljoyA Story by GlamGirlDon't. Please Stop. |
Caterpillar furA Poem by Robert RonnowSpring is sprung.Clouds of maple.Skies of pine.Red in green.Serviceberry understory.Spring is sprung.Skunk cabbage spathe.Black birch sap.Poplar flowe.. |
You Old ManA Poem by Alfred Kukitz47 years since Nam and getting older |
This SummerA Poem by Satish VermaThe candle burns your thumb.Night will |
Ode To My SplinterA Poem by CriatorFrom the collection of “Bodily Observations” |