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The ArtistA Story by Jason ScottA woman working on a painting becomes sexually aroused due to a copious consumption of wine. Which attracts the attention of an intruder. |
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Bowling?A Poem by Anne MartinA poem? Gnome. |
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Second SightA Poem by Michael R. BurchSecond Sightby Michael R. BurchI never touched you:that was my mistake.Deep within,I still feel the ache.Can an unformed thingeternally break?***Now, .. |
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Baudelaire translationsA Poem by Michael R. BurchLe Balcon (The Balcony)by Charles Baudelaireloose translation by Michael R. BurchParamour of memory, ultimate mistress,source of all pleasure, my only.. |
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Shapeless GloryA Poem by Mackenzie KnitterReflection on the difference between passion and distraction... and how I gravitate to negative distractions. |
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Sex Hex, etc.A Poem by Michael R. BurchSex Hexby Michael R. BurchLove’s full of cute paradoxes(and highly acute poxes).Resemblanceby Michael R. BurchTake this geode with its rough ext.. |
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If You Come to San MiguelA Story by Michael R. BurchIf You Come to San Miguelby Michael R. BurchIf you come to San Miguelbefore the orchids fall,we might stroll through lengthening shadowsthose deserted.. |
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1. YorickA Chapter by Anne MartinThe first installment of something. I don't know what it is yet. |
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'Round MidnightA Book by Anne MartinA late night series |
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2. The Naked PianistA Chapter by Anne MartinNo inhibitions, or not many, at least. |
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4. FuryA Chapter by Anne MartinPerhap we should think before doing. |
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7. So What?A Chapter by Anne MartinThe eternal shrug. |
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AfterglowA Poem by Michael R. BurchAfterglowby Michael R. Burchfor BethThe night is full of stars. Which still exist?Before time ends, perhaps one day we’ll know.For now I hold yo.. |
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How Else Can I Explain?A Poem by DAHLeaves touch dawn with their lips, deep roots, swelling of earth. Each morning is an empty room, ano.. |
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A Chain of GoldA Poem by Laura KateOur chain is goldenluminous glints run through meparallel to the metallic gleamsrunning through you sy m|m etry with its single knotted endkeep.. |
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FloatingA Poem by Michael R. BurchFloatingby Michael R. BurchMemories flood the sand’s unfolding scroll;they pour in with the long, cursive tides of night.Memories of revenant bl.. |
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Charles Baudelaire "Le Balcon" translationA Poem by Michael R. BurchThis is Charles Baudelaire's "Le Balcon" (The Balcony) in a modern English translation by Michael R. Burch. |
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Charles Baudelaire "Les Bijoux" translationA Poem by Michael R. BurchCharles Baudelaire's "Les Bijoux" (The Jewels) in a modern English translation by Michael R. Burch. |
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Millay Has Her Way with a Vassar ProfessorA Poem by Michael R. BurchMillay Has Her Way with a Vassar Professorby Michael R. BurchAfter a night of hard drinking and spreading her legs,Millay hits the dorm, where the Vas.. |
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A Refreshment with a Fresh New Vibe!A Story by Greg ZellThis one gets HOT quick! |
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