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perceptions

perceptions

A Poem by Crash


short poem about hiding in plain site
The Blundering Blender.

The Blundering Blender.

A Chapter by r


I had my mom give me a word. She said blender and that made me think blunder and this was born.
In the Now of Self

In the Now of Self

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz


Ecology's Goal