Jeannette Lunete
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Flashbacks on crackA Story by Jeannette LuneteEstranged by circumstances that were rapidly brought up as intrigues, I have squeezed my palms into the shape of a David Star.It is 3.pm. and my name .. |
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Float onA Poem by Jeannette LuneteKiwi birds in the skyline forcing the air to be thinner and round the cosmopolitan shade out of the arc.The opium in your tissue was never dark.Center.. |
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Welcome to the Freak show!A Story by Jeannette LuneteThe searchlights are lost in the gloom of my instrospection's cabaret. Upstaged and half-naked thoughts are for a moment just turtlenecked nones. I en.. |
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Transcience roadA Story by Jeannette LuneteWide eyes like recreants are trying to feed the world with mincing wonder. They see every stamped dirge but my own.In an augur's vision I'm an expelle.. |
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Banished & VanishedA Story by Jeannette LuneteSittIng on the staircase while she tries to resist the leeway of pallow. I've layed her circulation down. I'm the reason for the red stripes on the fl.. |
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Moonwalkers on the SunA Story by Jeannette LuneteHow the characters of our stories feel about deletion |
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Jeanarde's taleA Poem by Jeannette LuneteGerard's ode to our love |
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NebuliaA Story by Jeannette LuneteA citizen of parasitic nature is crawling back into my awareness. It absorbs the last mote of my amygdala."Recall me, recall me. Reincarnate the spect.. |
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On the roadA Story by Jeannette LuneteSometimes the nights collide her frightened and wondered by the crowd. They don't see a thing.Just red lipstick and a reunion of greed that crawls in .. |
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InsensibleA Story by Jeannette LuneteCanarie under the dishonorable shades of escutcheon is moving a swan neck into the moonlight.Couperin is playing the last sonata illuminated by the sp.. |
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