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The Man By The SeaA Poem by ÈveWho are you?..Where did you come from?..You are the strangest thing I’ve ever seen.Are you real?..I can’t see..I can’t reach..In you.. |
EENIE MEENIE MINEY MOEA Poem by anthony blakeLOSS IN DESPAIR |
THE LIFE AND LIFE OF IVAN BRAMBLEA Book by Peter RogersonWhen a man becomes completely at the mercy of women, something unexpected happens to him... |
4. A POLICEWOMAN CALLSA Chapter by Peter RogersonWhat would it be like to find that you've spontaneously changed sex? |
One Winged ManA Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..An older poem collecting dust. I have about fifty of them. Expect more in the future. Need to clean out my closet before I can make it to the bedroom. |
The PathA Story by budgieone man travels a path for months, seeking only one thing for his troubles |
Men.A Poem by OnlymeMen are like little boys.No matter their age.They love their toys.Whether it bemusical instruments,computer related games,gaming consoles,and electron.. |
Sweet DreamsA Poem by WillaDanversDepression has a funny way of working |
A Mouth For A Voiceless ManA Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..An older poem. |
The Fishing TripA Story by steveA woman has a strange experience. |
i just want to know what you’re thinkingA Poem by Wendy GraceI just want to know what you’re thinking. How you feel every time we say goodbye Every time I leave a room Enter it Capture your eye .. |
it's all loveA Poem by maddy trudela little insight on loving yourself in a relationship and trying to understand it all. |
BrainA Story by K. CastScience Fiction story dealing with a man tormented by both his mind and an unknown outside force. |
A Better EducationA Story by Earl SchumackerAltered states of being |
Atman. Atman.A Poem by Robert RonnowI have no clue what Krshna taught Arjunabut I like the name Atman a lot.Atman. Atman. Where a man is at.At all times. No matter what.Gita, get in the .. |
I love a man who has forgotten his love for me.A Poem by UndercoreHe’s changed so much. His hair is shorter, his eyes are tired, his hands are rough and his face has begun to age. He walks more certainty, he re.. |
Ready?A Poem by Monday ParkerI am playing zero games with you. Zero. I needed to say it twice To help you understand I like you I am going to put it all ou.. |
A Lass Named LenoreA Poem by Karolyn MoorloveA morbid man loves a morbid woman |
PassionA Poem by Robert Ronnow5 a.m. Souls ascendfrom earth’s valeof fears. Others waitdon’t give up yet.Nothing I can do about that.Not is my name knownbut am I a good.. |