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 The Archive Wing The door is oak, its brass plate worn to a soft blur by decades of palms. Inside, the air holds the dry perfu... [read more] |
 Wake me up I must be dreaming Can't make this up I wake up screaming What's happening to the USA? That I should live to se... [read more] |
 Skolops Sarx, steeped in ignorance, tainted every poetic experience. But BlueShift, with erotic intelligence, removed his shirt after taking... [read more] |
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I am grateful for understanding parental math… although I’m sure my elementary teachers would think my math misguided… H... [read more] |
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NELLA’S BLESSING May we be blessed as parents As we get to know our children a little better every day…. to under... [read more] |
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How is it a family portrait…drawn with stick figures in crayon with a sun and what looks like some clouds up in the sky can make you... [read more] |
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My C H F continues relentlessly: my heart pumps, now, with only twenty percent efficiency. I think not much time is left to me. To Jason and... [read more] |
 free verses for youngsters underneath a pale red moonlight well,... [read more] |
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There once was a woman named Claire Who bore a strong resemblance to Cher Came up with an idea 'I could make money, it's clear I... [read more] |
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The Saga in the Hall The clock in the concourse keeps its brass face polished, though the trains run late.... [read more] |
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All that long, soft hair often seems to tumble from the base of his football helmet, but now casacades over the shoulders of his white dinne... [read more] |
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Really? Omg! Be kidding, right? Eighty nine Really? True Really? Eighty nine? Dead For real? Omg! Really? Dead? https://www.ny... [read more] |
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"Make America great again?" Well what, in the name of God, has it been?--- not just a chaotic morass headed for History's Dump, waiting for... [read more] |
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1 A fairly small theater, relatively speaking, it is located on "that side," the seedier side of Alexandria. Admission is very... [read more] |
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Having released onto each other's torsos, the BoyFriends embrace during refraction: long, glistening streaks and scattered droplets mi... [read more] |