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The Peal of the Bell
The Peal of the Bell written by: beachglass roses are black and blue the thorns push through...
Split Me Dear River
Split Me Dear River written by: Aneek Chatterjee Split me dear river, into two. Flow through me, watering...
Wreck in Progress
Wreck in Progress written by: Heath Brougher I am sickened; tired of society’s revolving door policy of blame....
Spider on a Hand
Spider on a Hand written by: Lauren Scott Trust doesn’t come easily. She can’t be bought like...
Fondest Farewell
Fondest Farewell written by: Rhan Sterling Henry Ere break of day and dawn’s caress Till sunset lays...
The X-Ray
The X-Ray of my broken wrist is filed among the CDs I can’t throw away written by: Jenny...
The Apartment
The Apartment written by: Felix Staacke - I’m back. The familiar smell of lingering dust, dirty dishes, and sex greets me as soon...
Befriending Nature
Befriending Nature written by: Viji Narayan I woke up to the whispers of The Neem tree in...
Back to Yesterday
Back to Yesterday written by: Thompson Emate - As I passed by the old cathedral, the smell of burnt cinnamon wafted through the air...
Broken
Broken written by: Mary Bevan - The boy is gawky-thin: his shoulder-blades protrude through the pale skin...
There is a Sadness
There is a Sadness written by: Melissa Lemay in the water it pulls me out to sleep...
Mapping The Journey
Mapping The Journey written by: Carl “Papa” Palmer The year-old 1980 Rand McNally United States Road Atlas Mom...
Tengo cáncer, Un Puto Cáncer
Tengo Cáncer, Un Puto Cáncer written by: Leyre Ramos - Tengo un cáncer, si un puto cáncer. No agresivo, lento, indoloro, cronificable seguramente...
Blue Becoming
Blue Becoming written by: Robyn MacKinnon see, feel, & sense Blues have always helped us through need...
