K.C. Zbryk
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On the SceneA Poem by K.C. ZbrykSo they wandered in to the scene Of the crime Always the last to arrive And normally left with the worst of the work They were .. |
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Bleach Water and Dish SoapA Poem by K.C. ZbrykWorks really well to clean a wall... |
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MemorandumA Poem by K.C. ZbrykMy feelings... Oh how they tickle! |
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Outside RainfallA Poem by K.C. ZbrykThe Outsider peers through Gently falling rain The silver needle streaks Caught in the streetlights halo Silence is separated by the Or pe.. |
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KnockingA Poem by K.C. Zbrykits the details... |
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JFK Ride (One)A Chapter by K.C. ZbrykSometimes it feels as if we’re all carnival glass, fragments of an earlier time simply accumulating in an empty space. The pieces gather and col.. |
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Disposal Clearnce (Two)A Chapter by K.C. ZbrykThe bell, hung from a bent strip of sheet metal above the door, dinged loudly as the metal frame hit it and he stepped into the mold scented interior... |
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Carnival GlassA Book by K.C. ZbrykStarts with grandmas fine china floating in outer space. |
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Good Bye Small TownA Poem by K.C. ZbrykReflecting on reflections |
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5 YearsA Poem by K.C. Zbrykstupid questions... |
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