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A Poem by V
The
damp night air wraps its pallid tendrils
Around
a withering oak as it sleeps.
Safely
behind fogged glass, I cling to my
Chair
for..
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A Poem by V
Far
from the boundary of the salty sea,
Grainy
white sands hugged my toes.
The
pure white beach stretched out before me for miles,
As
..
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A Poem by V
Close your eyes and draw me near
In peaceful silence, sleep
Close your eyes and feel the lull
Of starry night, so deep
Close your ey..
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A Poem by V
The
little girl with the bright red curls rested
Her
head in the back of her mother’s SUV
It
was a clear night and hard
For
her..
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A Story by V
There I was, crumbled down to a sitting
position on the cold marble floor, orange bottle in my right hand, the blue and
white capsules scattered..
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A Poem by V
It’s not because I don’t love you. It is because
I do.
It is because I long for the warmth of your
breath on my neck, and your steady..
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A Poem by V
A quiet fisherman, steady holding the line,
Wound the reel, only to find it tugged back at him,
So he tugged back still.
Then came she, with..
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A Story by V
We stand at the precipice of our own mortality;
we are intimately entangled with the Empyrean foundations of our existence,
although its secrets..
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