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Snow Day

Poem   Tis she and I her Separate but the same, indemnity lost on both our parts Weighted to earth Lost to the vapors and spoils of Lives long treaded over Mashed into the...

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The Solitary Ruin

Poem   Without you My world Utterly Crumbled And collapsed Burying me Under Tons of Jagged pieces Of rubble. I am Crushed by the Weight Of Solitude   more by KainThornn photograph by Jake Melara...

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Northern Light

Poem   The light was still ours. It leaked from your eyes And your smudged hand Remains forever poised over Blank sheet. Night is never ending In that, we can agree. What little sun...

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Borrowed People

Spoken Word   People walking in borrowed shoes on borrowed ground Will show no difference in the past or future of the universe in my life or another’s. Should I stand directly in the path...

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Addictions

Poem   Givens: things you can’t subtract -and those you won’t. Time was needle-sharp when new to separate skins. Each longs for unadulterated blood: the fresh pink veins of childhood’s girl, the blue of...

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Reunion of Death – Part Eight

Serial Fiction   continued from part seven Alexis and Philip had apparently had a reckoning and falling out: they sat at opposite ends of the room. Holly took her throne next to the window...

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Return

Poem   And the scars are our bond. We branded each other, and the pain Is our history. Beautiful, swirling survival Marks our flesh and souls, indivisible This, our history. In this, our tribe...

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A Ride

Short Story   The metal cabin droned softly from an engine’s heavy vibrations.  Every now and again there was a jolt or a shudder and the damp fluorescent light would flicker ominously.  Jim closed...

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Bites

Poem Feeling emotions in the tender details They make you feel closer To life To death Hugging them close The sweet memory Being able to see what it means Before leaving your trace The...

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Early Riser

Haibun   A fawn takes two steps, lowers her head, then nibbles snow-covered grass. Lifting her head, she walks a few steps on, and then lowers for another bite. cirrus clouds morning twilight breakfast...

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Strange Chinese Hat

Poem   There is Pâquerette in sepia toned photographs like a ghost in strange Chinese hat and shimmering dark dress. She sits beside Pablo in the old cafe on boulevard Raspail. Their knees nudge...