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2Q16This is my world, this is my world. / All men and women wear eyeglasses. / All truths we seek on dus
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Jun 8, 2016
a fairy tale, nota child tells / i see a ball / invisible threads, it was made of / light as gossamer connecting us /
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Apr 14, 2016
After the WarHide us in that box, / That rectangle of a box, / Our little box of threads and needles. / Stitch us
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Apr 19, 2016
All we left behindare memories / of fading hurried love notes / old photographs, slow songs / and three full stops...
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Jun 2, 2016
AmaranthLives intertwined. / You are the flower that blooms, / amidst turmoil. / On azure skies of my mornin
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Apr 10, 2016
A NameA name and a name will soon be forgotten. / Change a name change a name, Baden-Baden / But what's be
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Apr 25, 2017
A Name*written for a friend* / What’s in a name? / Is it the sweetness / under my tongue’s / cave? Or the
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Jul 1, 2016
A Song for the NaiadFor the lady who sees it all, Mahkhon / Scribes gather – / Words tucked between / Laughter and Memor
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May 4, 2016
A Song of Grief to a Dead Dog of My ChildhoodHow old I was I can’t remember well. / But too old for a vivid remembrance, of pain / for me, and de
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Apr 11, 2016
A StoryThe sun is tired. / It sleeps while the sky bleeds. / Night creeps slowly / With the moon in tow / T
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Jun 21, 2016
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