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Endless Nights Scatter (poem #295)
Endless nights scatter dreams and sleeping bodies across the valley into landscapes of old Gods and ghostly voices, here they…
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The Sun Beats (poem #294)
The sun beats down on the golden hills of summer the air is crisp and waiting for the cold brush…
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Gertrude Stein’s “Autobiography” of Alice
I read The Autobiography of Alice B. Toklas in only a few weeks. To be honest, I read a few pages…
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Into Water (poem #293)
Underwater, thoughts crest and peel over blue waves, frothed and demented light enters water. Thank you for reading! Please…
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Searching (poem #292)
Quietly eyes skim the crowd, searching for familiar faces in a foreign land. There are no eyes that meet, no…
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Smoke and Smog (poem #291)
Golden suns moving across the aqua sky, clouds fluffed and silver like frosted glass silently carried across the hills by…