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Live Rosin Pure THCA 2g Vape Cart T..A Story by Freya ParkerThe key characteristics of live rosin pure THCA Carts include its solventless extraction, high terpene content, and high potency and purity, making it a favorite among cannabis enthusiasts. |
overwhelmingA Poem by Lydia Shuttershe pours timefrom her grandmother’s crystal ewerinto the glassher daddy called his owntruly a bit overwhelmingpausing for a bittersweet momentshe takes only small sips of the daynearly choking .. |
UnluckyA Poem by SLABS Engineering Private..There once was a guy named frank He has no money in the bank He spent it on a boat That suddenly went afloat And now he is mean, old, crank |
TricubeA Poem by SLABS Engineering Private..Softball a Game of skill And strength Gloves ready Bats swinging Crowds cheer We conquer The diamond Like always |
On Tuesdays I VacuumA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** Don’t dare count on the flawed equation that love equals happiness. What sounds so right at first (I do) so often turns out wrong. The brooch I borrowed from m.. |
Panicking in PublicA Poem by BlossomA poem written about panicking in public |
(A-77) A Father's Long ReachA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** Four more sweaters, two pairs of shoes. A blouse with red and yellow puff sleeves all on the kitchen table. What will the two of us do with the four overripe sale-priced mango.. |
Anarchist-ThanksgivingA Story by Abishai100World choreography and values draw interest from spying-angels for a 'bound-symbolism' duo (Mr./Mrs. Smith) for simplified Earthling leviathan. |
Try againA Poem by a_methysteHis penis is like a casino You put a coin Sometimes you get the sperm Sometimes you do not And I write about his penis Because I do not have him No Damn. The old Creepy Luck. |
Souls are Timeless.A Poem by Amy RA lovely collaboration with The Ancient Rock. (01/05/2024) |
Being Human AgainA Story by davidwritesGrowing up in the hustle and bustle of New York City, I was indoctrinated into the cutthroat capitalist culture from an early age. Conversations revolved around professions and making money "Hi, I'm D.. |
You're the Most Important Person in..A Poem by Poet PittinixHere's a poem of love. |
Brick layerA Story by Kwetsima.M RikhotsoWe are adiquaue on builiding our comunity with respect and trust |
We Separated a Long Time AgoA Poem by Poet PittinixThis is the blues. |
Bids her ComeA Poem by Cherrie PalmerPerched on the edge, I see her feathered skirt ruffle. With an outstretched neck the little bird leans into uncertainty. Until the tiny zephyr bids her come. |
Creases and WrinklesA Poem by amomentforusLoving you, a mannerism. 40 years of my hand on your thigh,and I don't think it knows rest anywhere else.The unlooking rubs of your back. Time only passed, therewhen my withered fingers noticed your s.. |
A Love (Katauta)A Poem by Kim S.Katauta form |
The Other Girl Whom He LovedA Poem by Poet PittinixThis is an intriguing love poem. |
SandcastlesA Poem by Fabian G. Franklin... |