Category: Poetry
Directions for Use by Ken L. Jones
When the tide is low A petting zoo of sorts appears But I’m too lost in a cavalcade of...
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A Day of Mourning (After Li Ching Chao) by George Freek
As the leaves fall from the maple trees, the day is now passing. Black clouds speak of dismay....
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untitled by JR Vork
cloud paint inside abalone shell almost home
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