J. Alicia
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Sunday MorningA Story by J. Aliciaa short story! |
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ArsenicA Poem by J. AliciaHow lightly do those harsh words fall Rendered in lead spat from loose tongues as they dangle limp from diseased cavities so nectar-sweet the po.. |
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LeavesA Poem by J. AliciaRound yellow leaves No Not that yellow The yellow of Lemonsandsanguinelightandgreenedbannanasmockingthemonsterinthepitofmystomach AH! But that y.. |
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EpiphanyA Poem by J. AliciaMy fingers read the engravings of ancient ruse The raised embossments smooth as buttercups A language unknown to all but one We can only pine to di.. |