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Weekend by Llahi Fuego Saturday night, offered to read your palm When I don't even know how to read palms, It was just an excuse to get to touch you. And oh,…

jar of clay by Sofia Paderes jar of clay holding, cracking, thirsting. unfinished, fickle, and imperfect. thirsty soul craving spirit searching always for the…

The Stairs To Nowhere by Ashley Prah There are a set of stairs that lead to nowhere. To something. To everything. But nothing. Up they go, made of stone and…

Over in the Meadow Over in the meadow, In a hole in a tree, Lived an old mother owl, And her little owls three. “Tu-whoo,” said the mother, “Tu-whoo,” said the…

Shells by Steven Hutchison There is a shell I have never broken. I watched you check your mail. I had already found my keys. I waited. You waited. You knew…

Stone Garden © Heather M. Iverson Stone garden amid a green pasture; gray, foreboding clouds above. It's right there, in front of me, wooden train bound for…

Good Life by Nathaniel Munson This is a good life we have, You and Me, Let’s make the most of it While we can still breathe. It’s not about glitz, glam, or fame…
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