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 Not Quite In Virginia Beach where I lived for over five years there was a business called Almost a Bank. No one would g... [read more] |
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Men speak in Fibronacci series spitting out numbers; Women already know what eternity has to say. They Were awake at all insipi... [read more] |
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Let me forsake the jugglers of zeal and the rapacious, rhapsodic onrush to ambitious quests; rather, just let me admire your quiet be... [read more] |
 "dawn's breath" at times, Dawn brews coffee in a chipped porcelain cup, steam rising like whisp... [read more] |
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"across the ether" In the Unbroken before the first word is spoke, a heat coil glows beneath the skin of night,... [read more] |
 There once was a woman named Betty Who came home from the gym feeling hungry and sweaty Called her local pizzeria They said 'Is this S... [read more] |
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" . . . " He passes her the pen he’s been turning between his fingers, its barrel warmed by ind... [read more] |