David Aiello
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Confession of the Arch AngelA Poem by David AielloThis one surprised actually; I have not met as many Angels; |
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The Most Romantic PoemA Poem by David Aielloyes, sure, but when would I ever say this with words? |
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Compilation ExcavationA Poem by David AielloEver find a coverless notebook, that carried your pen-hand across the infinite one night? |
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The things to leaveA Poem by David Aiellohave you tallied the gains and losses? |
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whispered from a frogA Poem by David Aielloas they tend to do sometimes... |
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transitionA Poem by David Aiellothe last poem of one era, the first poem of another |