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My Angel

My Angel

A Poem by Kim Jimenez


"Rest well my child, There you could run wild"
Picturebook Princess

Picturebook Princess

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Picturebook PrincessbyMichael R. Burchfor KeiraWe had a special visitor.Our world became suddenly brighter.She was such a charmer!Such a delighter!Wit..
The Desk

The Desk

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


The DeskbyMichael R. Burchfor JeremyThere is a child I used to knowwho sat, perhaps, at this same deskwhere you sit now, and made a messof things some..
Riches

Riches

A Poem by aaron


Prayer for the greedy from the greedy can do no more than feed them.
Success, for Jeremy

Success, for Jeremy

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


SuccessbyMichael R. Burchfor JeremyWe need our children to keep us humblebetween toast and marmalade;there is no time for a ticker-tape paradebefore b..
Childhood

Childhood

A Poem by Ellie Emerson


I knew the secret.I knew it like I knew thesmell of the earth after rain, thesoftness of grass underneath bare feet, and thesound of my mother's voice..
What Good Are Our Tears?

What Good Are Our Tears?

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


What Good Are Our Tears?byMichael R. BurchWhat good are our tears?They will not spare the dying their anguish.What good is our concernto a child sick ..
Lost

Lost

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Lost―for the children of the Holocaust and the Nakbaby Michael R. BurchSomething inescapable is lost―lost like a pale vapor curling up int..
Captain Dunsel

Captain Dunsel

A Story by The Unknown Sith


some assembly required...
Vera Pavlova translations of Russian Poems

Vera Pavlova translations of Russian Poems

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Vera Pavlova: English Translations of Russian PoemsI shattered your heart;now I limp through the shardsbarefoot.―Vera Pavlova, loose translation..
who, US?

who, US?

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


who, US?byMichael R. Burchjesus was borna palestinian childwhere there’s no Roomfor the meek and the mild... and in bethlehem stillto this day, ..
First Steps

First Steps

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


First Stepsby Michael R. Burchfor Caitlin Shea MurphyTo her a year is like infinity,each day―an adventure never-ending.She has no concept of tim..

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