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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    perhaps one day I'll be like sea glass, the roughness smoothed out of me worn by years and the grit of a life that whisks you into the unknown, tossing through the waters of time and I'll wash up to my destiny, not broken but beautiful....
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    the smallest little scraps of memory recall themselves from conglomeration, fragmented keepsakes useless pieces of a broken whole, even the sweetest carrying barbs that catch and claw at the most delicate place of all your mismatched dimples, the time we set the self-checkout on Spanish ph...
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    our outdated haven of faux wood walls, linoleum and vacant chairs $3.69 one small twist, one small chocolate i sorted the change into little pyramids on our two-seat table, there by the window you licked soft-serve hearts, concealing smiles behind cheap napkins through the venetia...
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    we tiptoe through the flashing blackness become cocoons of blankets and limbs there, by the glass and watch the storm unfold like a movie....
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    no gray breath of life from the chimneys clapboard houses in crayonbox colors: brick red, yellow, white, mint green. frozen rigging and skeletal masts break the skyline life is stilled, tied up with cables and stripped of its sails an emptying tree stands sentinel, still withhold...
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    birds silhouetted strand of black beads on the wire adorning soft sky...
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    in their haste footsteps send the back stairs shuddering filthy fingerprints trailing up the faucet silt swirling from my findings sea-soaked sand and pebbles like tidal patterns in the basin determined, the next day found me toiling away again at the yellow sink, crown of my head ...
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    ripples yielding to the wind, uncatchable and ever running a fluid beauty of colors the great hewn hands of man cupping a second sky, captive life itself and a world of resemblances dammed, barricaded by stony design fathomless unknowns have collected here, pressing at the very brims-- ...
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    there is something new in the homeland of my heart, taken root from foreign seed-- the bearer of an unknown gift, ferried there unseen there is something new in the blossoms that it breeds, curious desires and unearthed truths, hints of fledgling dreams there is something new in the wo...
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    thunder hastens us with deep-bellied reproach, through the onslaught of a charcoal sky into our necessary subservience and the nearest open doors into a safe harbor, sanctuary of sheet plastic and gravel dense with the burden of moisture and transient things and in this artificial wor...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    lofty blurs of down, loosed to descend dreamily a summer snowfall...
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    clipper ship clouds sail the sky sea, destined to be lost within its depths...
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    iice-encrusted trees swathed in jewels, gem baubles garments of royals...
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    the box in Eli's irregular scrawl, bearing the word "Railroad" but the contents are not mechanical, nor ever fixable born into the night by gentle hands, hands holding hopes and sightless memories, an allotment of time that came and went our flashlight seems feeble in con...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    It was a concrete jungle of all things urban, endless asphalt and angular structures that tickled the clouds, gleaming glass and metal. Engineering had attempted to compensate for the lack of greenery, yet had only made it all the more apparent. Plumes of steam rose with a great stench from manholes...
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    In the westward reaches of Colorado there is a place where foothills nestle in prelude to a white-capped sea of mountains, where the shadows of clouds progress like boats over the rippling land and the boundaries of sky and mountaintop become indefinite. The sunken valleys and roughhewn crags hold s...

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