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sitting at her desk wearing only sexy lingerie she is assertively typing away I whisper “ take a break and let’s play” Copyright© Edge…
“…you know you can’t sleep there” | Passages Of A Homeless Person’s Life
Written By Poet and Photographer J H Martin @ A Coat for a Monkey NFA I wake up And I’m on a train…
By Her Bedside With Friends & Family | The Day My Mother Died
Written by: Kaitlin Oster The Ferryman When I moved back into my apartment for my senior year of college, I noticed a large…
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I’m holding a blue rock in my hands. I begin to move the jagged, hefty piece, around with my fingers and thumb. It is easy…
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mind’s web accumulates past calculates future struggles with present to cooperate * Find More Poetry HERE * eBook | Travels With The Hermit Poet | Stories Of…
Haiku #259
Dispassionate fog Provides Concealment for Predator and prey * Find More Poetry HERE * eBook | Travels With The Hermit Poet | Stories Of Human Condition |…
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Elegantly dressed, she eagerly waited at the railway station. By late afternoon, head down, slowly walking away, realizing the satisfying roleplay sessions would never happen again.…
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cocooned in studio decades forming clay twisted stiff fingers unsold sculptures * Find More Poetry HERE * eBook | Travels With The Hermit Poet | Stories Of…
