San Francisco
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Tea Swimming (poem #435)
Tea swimming through cracked lips, a scowl. The smell of sage mixed with burning dust, her clothes creased and decades…
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Razor Burn [poem #434]
“Sun glows on crisply tanned skin an adjustment of her bikini razor burn and lonely patches…”
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Prickly Needles (poem #433)
Prickly needles, green body thick and dry rooted in sand and rubble. A lonely hawk circles above, enticed by a…
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Sea Void (poem #432)
Sea void, swallow me open ocean pull and break the words ready to break free from my mouth. Thank…
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Leaf (poem #431)
A leaf spins in the wind, caught and torn, it flutters to the ground, resting, it’s green body shimmers in…
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Forgotten Memories (poem #430)
Holding onto the words spoken and dreaming in the quiet night of the world, falling into an abyss of forgotten…