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 Jan 2021 Alexandra
Khoisan
Though time has built
an
endless warp
of
suffering and pain
the
ancient dust of Africa
is
breaking down the chain
can you hear
the
winds of change
shifting
through the brain
the
ancient dust of Africa
makes
diamonds
in
the
falling
rain
a message of hope to all parents
Of
the
Third world child
 Jan 2021 Alexandra
JDK
Unmasked
 Jan 2021 Alexandra
JDK
Poets are sociopaths
masquerading as artists
who've convinced themselves they know how to connect to other people
while having no clue where their own heart is.
I'm just projecting my personal shortcomings onto all of you.
 Jan 2021 Alexandra
maria
lovebirds
 Jan 2021 Alexandra
maria
I love to watch
          lovebirds
It reminds me
Of the warm
I always search for
but somehow
            always
fly away
written on January 5, 2021
© ,Maria
 Jan 2021 Alexandra
alex
french
 Jan 2021 Alexandra
alex
and when you said
laughter is like a foreign language
i imagined that i was
teaching you how to
speak it
jcl. you said you don’t laugh much just in general, but i sat with you for two and a half hours and that’s all we did. i’ve missed this. i’ve missed you.
 Jan 2021 Alexandra
Chris Saitta
The scrimshaw of the air, the long whales-tooth of sunlight
Etched with seafarer’s care and his great wantonness for the sea,
A kiss as light as the bottlenose dolphin cresting from the water,
Then night undressed and falling down like sliding beads of watery stars
From the wet coriaceous porpoise skin and a tail of silver fire.
Coriaceous here means leather-like and rubbery

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