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Jesusita FireA Story by anamezicWhen the fires came to Santa Barbara just to remind us how all beautiful things are finite, my room was being painted, empty save for a bare mattress .. |
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Morning NewsA Poem by Rita L. SevToo much saccharine with my morning java... |
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What We AreA Poem by KalSo we’re sitting surrounded by four walls With eyes on that box at the corner of the room We’re sitting surrounded by sound waves.. |
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BlueA Poem by James WellsI've been beating up my shadow.He's the only one who talks to me, it's true.When everything is a dull deep shade of blue.I've been racing down the tra.. |
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UnexpectedA Poem by James WellsWe were taught to read the eclipses, and hide from eclipses.So we barricade ourselves in the deep, dark corners.Whispering slightly, still trying to h.. |
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Blood TransfusionA Poem by James WellsMy pen hit the paper so hard.The letters jumped and fell apart.I was sick going mad with impatience.Broken down on the side of the pavement.Help would.. |
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BattlesA Poem by James WellsTalk about your humanity.All I see is calamity.Bridges burn and people die.For a fairy tale high in the sky.A visionary could come and say.We need to .. |
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Transatlantic MileageA Poem by James WellsI rode this road in silence.Picture perfect quiet violence.A note hangs discreetly.Forever it is chasing me.I thought for times about you.Regurgitate .. |
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Can I Get a HAND?A Poem by Rita L. Sev... |
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