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Evidence of the FloodA Poem by amomentforusRings stain the walls, at the height of our tearswe forgave and rememberedthe time. The small hand ticking backwards.Grazing our cheeks, lovingly. Lik.. |
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Spring AgainA Poem by amomentforusanother generation lostto a long winter, hopingto see spring again |
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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 pa.. |
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Conversations of A StrangerA Story by amomentforusA story overheard (and then embellished) on the subway |
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Spring, SometimesA Poem by amomentforusTorrents of petalsflow into gutters,it is spring again. |
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Conversations We Could Have Had (A Series)A Poem by amomentforusnonense, but isn't that what the most of this thing we are doing is |
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Your Shadow on the SubwayA Poem by amomentforusplaying around with line breaks after having read Rod McKuen |
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The Love Story of Two Hippies in Albion.A Story by Ken Simm.The Love of Two Hippies in Albion. A skirting stringof slipping tickling colour around her legs as she walks. Dreaming of innocence, captured by.. |
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Shrine to My SorrowsA Poem by iTryToWriteAllTheTimeThinking of a certain someone from a long time ago. |
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A Present and a Past Love.A Poem by Ken Simm.For both of them. Now and Then. |
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FugueA Poem by Swagato SahaAn attempt to understand the ways in which memory severs, loses its material ties under the influence of private pathologies. Perhaps why the most int.. |
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