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 I can't believe I listened to the Democrats about how horrible Trump was and believed them. I know I didn't like his gruff manner and he did... [read more] |
 In a world where shadows stretch and whisper, A parish blooms in pixels, soft and bright, Where words, like fragile lanterns, flic... [read more] |
 It starts like a whisper threadbare promises, soft hands hiding clenched fists beneath the skin, bruises bloom quietly, seeds of silence sow... [read more] |
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Jesus gives me the privilege of being loved by---and, thence, loving---Him, Whose presence has entered me; I feel Him adjacently near even t... [read more] |
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He is a college astronomer, almost forty-years old. You, his boyfriend, have just reached the age of nineteen. Both of you had w... [read more] |
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Beneath his dress slacks' cuffs, his feet seemed bare (from across the room). On closer look (much closer) his feet were sheathed in the mos... [read more] |
 I spin the beads between these callouses formed on slender fingers, resembling rocks also, dreaming of things I wished I did once, no... [read more] |
 يلتقط الحروف كما تُجيئه .. كانت تنتظر ان تُزين قليلا ..ان تلبس اقراط جدتها..ان تُلغم ببعض الأسى .. الحروف التى عليها السِحابفى إنتظار تنزيله... [read more] |
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Celadus the Thracian, three years short of a full two score, was recently manumitted, and has departed on a ship headed to Ostia; from there... [read more] |
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Studying with him was not always easily possible, not with my innate, inherent and incessant attraction to his Beauty: long haired, sl... [read more] |
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Brooke Hampton…a children’s book author Is where I’m pulling today’s Nella’s blessing from: Speak to your children as if... [read more] |
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It’s funny how when I was a child…the tales my mind would weave. The things I thought were true…the stories I believed. How ma... [read more] |
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These words pour forth,fluid as cheap wine,vividly dressed,like any branded vintage.Gentle on tired pockets,they dull the mind’s edge;after... [read more] |
 Somewhere beyond the stars Across the universe You and I hold hands As we’re growing old Against the spell of time Agains... [read more] |
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I will not be silenced Even when words won’t come out my mouth The earth will rumble with those words unspoken Even when y... [read more] |