Writing

An Ode To Hair

A Poem by Starling

Does what it says on the tin

Hair Care Tips

A Story by Harsha Skin Hair and Lase..

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All Afterglow

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

All AfterglowbyMichael R. BurchSomething remarkable, perhaps ...the color of her eyes... though I forgetthe color of her eyes ...perhaps her hairthe w..

Hisajo Sugita haiku translations

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

Hisajo Sugita was an innovative and influential female poet:I remove my beautiful kimono:its varied braidssurround and entwine my body―Hisajo Su..

Rapunzel

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

RapunzelbyMichael R. BurchRegret,a bitterache to bear . . .once starlightlanguishedin your hair . . .a shining thereas briefas rare.Regret . . .a pain..

The Persistence of a Memory of Apricot Shampoo

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

The Persistence of a Memory of Apricot Shampooby Michael R. BurchFor all that I remembered, I forgother name, her face, the reason that we loved...and..

Paul Celan translations of Holocaust Poems

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

Paul Celan: English translations of Holocaust PoemsThese are English translations of Holocaust poems written in German by Paul Celan, the pen name of ..

Mayan Poetry Translations

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

Mayan Poetry Translations The Receiving of the Flower excerpt from a Mayan love poem loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Let ..

Johnny Cash: Indestructible

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

Indestructible, for Johnny Cashby Michael R. BurchWhat is a mountain, but stone?Or a spire, but a trinket of steel?Johnny Cash is gone,black from his ..

Zorro, Freud and tumbling tresses

A Poem by Gee

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Many Forgivenesses Begged

A Poem by Dripping Chocolate Madnes..

And far too many liberties taken

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A Poem by Anonymous 79

half-moons in my palm turn to scissors in my hand too many tears to see straight and too many tears to fix with tape i'll never learn to ignore th..

32. Shadows from the Past

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson

THE POETESS Part 32

the scent of day in your hair

A Poem by Markus Anthony

i miss it the scent of day in your hair i wonder how does it smell today or yesterday when it was gloomy and the winds played a strong sym..

Pink Hair

A Poem by Randy Johnson

Wherever my neighbor goes, people stare.They can't look away because of his neck and pink hair.When he goes out in public, people constantly point and..