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EnigmaA Poem by Gary SEnigmaA white egrettallon its long legsits color so brightit cuts a gashin realityat the side of the river,a knifein the universe.One always remembersnot the egret,but the gapits white beauty makesin .. |
Hot Air BalloonsA Poem by Gary SHot Air BalloonsMany years agothe blue and redfabric balloons would floatover our rooftops, roaring flameslike huge acetylene torches,the flyers leaning out the sidesof the baskets.We watched themfrom.. |
Capítulo 11: Entrevista con ..A Chapter by Victor D. LopezDan le dio las gracias y siguió a la recepcionista mientras acompañaba a Dan al lado administrativo de la escuela a través de las puertas del área de recepción.. |
Man who can't forgetA Poem by iTryToWriteAllTheTimeI made this being inspired by a song I heard about a character I remember from somewhere, but can't remember where from. |
Weird People Weirded OutA Poem by Onomainappropriate laughter from cachesof silence--contextually disembodied.weird people weirded out,the pressing matter of face-economy.stuck to its numbing anesthetic, theunnaturalness of skin snubbing s.. |
Kingdom-of-DowriesA Story by Abishai100A tale of UK eco-capitalism 'consciousness' drawing (incomplete) lines of bureaucracy-dodecahedrons for a flare in lifestyle-pools. |
haiku 13*A Poem by W. Barrett Munnstandard syllable count *To be published on New Verse News 5-9-24. |
Stupid object showA Story by Queen/King of Sweet10 idiots fight for a sex machine! |
LocketA Poem by Chris Shawinside your soldier hands my silver heart of sterling i am valued more than gold undo the tiny clasp find you and i the wealth lies in the timeless bond we hold i am the reason why .. |
Whisky graphicsA Poem by a_methysteI want to come there In the bed with you You are like a good whisky You got the graphics And the aesthetics of the drink And you moan And I moan And we come Over and over And again. |
What a Mess!A Poem by Bob BOngoing instabilityContinues in the Middle East.All who long for peace can't waitUntil this brutal conflict has ceased.We know it started long ago--Disputes over territory.We can also see that thereAr.. |
It's What I DoA Poem by PeteDo not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark, in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all. - Thoreau |
The Burning SunA Poem by MrBeardMOne more day, to live. |
The Creed That BleedsA Poem by PeteA man’s got to have a code, a creed to live by, no matter his job. - John Wayne |
Asked & Answered~217A Story by JD MajorBreakup Cafe ...in 12 lines |
Daredevil: Northern Irish Eco-DigitA Story by Abishai100Can a self-made vigilante find the 'expression' for a sporting Western-Euro (UK) eco-capitalism 'bureau-line' for hand-axes (in definition)? |
On a Family Vacation to Vicksburg i..A Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** We're ambling down the grass embankment that slopes to uncle's pond, our lungs already heaving from breathing in Mississippi, the air so heavy you wea.. |
High School CrisisA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** Mondays through Fridays, at eight a.m., you can tell the mood of the student body by listening to the sounds the lockers make - the thunk of firmly shut, a slide .. |
The Weed That Feeds (Food For The S..A Poem by PeteAmong the signs of autumn, I perceive The Roman wormwood (called by learned men Ambrosia elatior, food for gods. - Thoreau |