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typewriterA Poem by Daniel Atkinsona short poem. |
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TypewriterA Poem by Kaitlyn Stoneit never slowsspeeding faster than my fingers can hitthe letters, like bare feet to black gravelchasing ideas down dark alleysand over brick buildings.. |
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I am a ClicheA Poem by Saint No-Onerecent poem I wrote to break a writers block. It's all about recycled metaphors. |
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Moveable TypeA Poem by James William DyerThis poem is about watching the evolution of your artistry, in this case writing, while contrasting that with a lack of growth in your Self. |
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The TypewriterA Poem by Kaspar CarrIt is the only thing he needs. |
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Window StoriesA Poem by thegirlthatwritesWhen it’s four in the morningAnd the sound of the rainSounds like nature’s typewriterI wonder what storiesThe drops write across my window.. |
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blue skies and pink slipsA Poem by J Matthew Waterslate afternoonssitting at the deskfacing the side window in the sweaty efficiencydrinking mickey’s malt liquorand banging on the smith coronaI h.. |
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NO MONKEY BUSINESS.A Poem by Terry CollettON THE MONKEY AND TYPEWRITER THEME |
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Microstory 98: The TypistA Story by Nick FishermanThis is a microstory. You'll have to read it to find out what it's about. |
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THE TYPEWRITERA Poem by Urja GokaniThe typewriter on my study table I am staring at it the whole day Trying to make up a tale to type But everything just goes above my head.. |
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Private History Lesson (PS: No Subsidy) (PPS: Joke..A Story by L.KrakovitchHas anyone ever thought about the causes of the great turnovers in world literature? |
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August 2017A Poem by Megan Lynn TocciBecause weakness is ruin and good girls don’t rage. |
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January 2018A Poem by Megan Lynn TocciThe difference between poets and philosophers is this. |
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10 January 2018A Poem by Megan Lynn TocciIn this time of rebirth and reflection there are anecdotes amidst growth. |
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27 September 2017A Poem by Megan Lynn TocciSeptember comes with lazy heat and golden leaves. |
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Pipe TobaccoA Poem by Megan Lynn TocciI only remember that it was winter, and that my heartbeats slowed to match the steady hum of an engine that was older than me. |
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